G Perico & DJ Drama – Action Lyrics

G Perico & DJ Drama Lyrics

Action
^{this is a track by G Perico & DJ Drama}

Bright lights, big city
Gangsta niggas and bitches with big titties
Better know what you signin’ up for
Before you lose yourself in them lights and camera

Lights, camera, action
Drive the Benz from the hood to the mansion (Perico)
Lights, camera, action
Diamonds in it and the posh piece dancin’ (DJ Drama)
Lights, camera, action
Since 2019, been the [?] (It’s the clique)
Lights, camera, action (Uh-huh)
Yeah, hotshot, uh, yeah, yeah, uh (Lights, camera, action)

Take a pic
Get a good angle, it might make you rich
I know the cameraman love me
Make me look good, make these hoes wanna fuck me
Stuck up, you could look, but don’t touch me
You ain’t gotta say it, just show me that you love me (Just show me, bitch)
The nigga in the mirror is a [?]
Had to go independent ’cause the label ain’t believe (They ain’t believe)
Yeah, uh, take a pic
Every time I post, throwin’ up gangsta crip (Broadway)
Verses from the bible on my rib
Anything formed against me can’t live (Die)
Kill ’em up, hit the lock then I ram it up
Used to ride fishbowl, now I’m tinted up
Hangin’ out the moon roof when I hit ’em up
Living legend out the city, come and take a picture of me

Lights, camera, action
Drive the Benz from the hood to the mansion
Lights, camera, action
Diamonds in it and the posh piece dancin’
Lights, camera action
Since 2019, been the [?] (It’s the clique)
Lights, camera action
Yeah, hotshot, uh, yeah

Take a photo, blue t-shirt, make sure you get the logo
Movin’ state-to-state, on the road doin’ promo
The clique deep but I hit the state solo
If you a OG, then I’m a double O-O (Legendary)
Front back through the streets in my low-low
Yeah, uh, take a pic when I pose
We only chase business, we don’t trip off of hoes
Arrogant when I’m in my element
Ignorant when I got the blick
Dead presidents made everywhere we hit
When you see me in the streets, take a pic

Some of you niggas lookin’ too happy to be here
Grinnin’ from cheek to cheek
Boys gon’ get lost in these streets
Perico, Dram, Hot Shot

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^{_{Songwriter (s): Steelz (Producer), G Perico & DJ Drama}}

^{G Perico is a gangster rapper from Los Angeles. That puts him firmly in a tradition stretching from Ice T and the DOC in the 80s through Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg in the 90s and on to hitmakers like The Game and YG in the 21st century. He is a master stylist}

^{Tyree Cinque Simmons, professionally known as DJ Drama, is an American DJ, record executive and music promoter. He is the co-founder of Generation Now, an Atlantic Records imprint with artists including Lil Uzi Vert, Jack Harlow, and Skeme on its roster.}

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SAINt JHN – You Laughed At Me Lyrics

SAINt JHN Lyrics

You Laughed At Me
^{this is a track by SAINt JHN}

[Verse 1]
I valet the camry we both drove here
And you pulled up with your makeup stain on the chain
And I dreamed about a Porsche that I would drive one day
And you laughed at me, you laughed at me, you laughed at me
I got a job at a hotel, you came to walk me in
Suit fitted, designed by a friend and you grinned
And I said my first day of work gon’ be my last day of work
And again you laughed at me, you laughed at me, you laughed at me

[Chorus]
So I said talk to me, talk to me, when you talk to me with your eyes
Baby, hold me, baby, hold me, hold me, you hold me with your smile
Put your hands on me, put your hands on me
Answer me, would it hurt to lie to me?
Send your goons after me when your heart’s broke
Send your wolves after me when you don’t know how to move forward no more
When your heart broke, heart broke, so it’s a hard road I know
Send your goons after me, send your thugs after me
(Send your thugs after me)

[Verse 2]
Could you picture me down on my nails from the hold?
Could you picture me on the 3 Train out to Nobu?
Can you see me on TV, on the Super Bowl, not the news?
Clap for me, clap for me, would you clap for me?

[Chorus]
So I said talk to me, talk to me, when you talk to me with your eyes
Baby, hold me, baby, hold me, hold me, you hold me with your smile
Put your hands on me, put your hands on me
Answer me, would it hurt to lie to me?
Send your goons after me when your heart’s broke
Send your wolves after me when you don’t know how to move forward no more
When your heart broke, heart broke, it’s a hard road I know
Send your goons after me, send your thugs after me
(Send your thugs after me)

[Outro]
Send your goons after me when your heart’s broke
Send your wolves after me when you don’t know how to move forward no more
When your heart broke, heart broke, it’s a hard road I know
Send your goons after me, send your thugs after me

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^{_{Songwriter (s): SAINt JHN & F a l l e n (Producer)}}

^{Carlos St. John Phillips (born August 26, 1986), known professionally as Saint Jhn (stylized as SAINt JHN; pronounced “Saint John”), is a Guyanese-American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer}

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Zacari & Ab-Soul – Motions Lyrics

Zacari Lyrics

Motions
^{this track by Zacari features Ab-Soul}

[Intro: Zacari]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Zacari]
No need to check up on, I’m doin’ just fine
I’m signin’ cheque after cheque, homie, I’m alright
But every time I go home, I get anxious
And every time I go home, I’m impatient
And at night when I leave, it got me feelin’ bad
‘Cause sometimes I don’t know when I’m comin’ back, nah
Yeah, sometimes I don’t know when I’m comin’ back

[Chorus: Zacari]
I’m just goin’ through the motions, oh
Liftin’ off the ground
Driftin’ like the cloud (Tu-du, du-du)
I’m just goin’ through the motions, oh
Liftin’ off the ground
Driftin’ like the cloud (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Zacari]
My girl, she give me head when I pass by
I’m walkin’ on the moon, yeah, I plant a flag
She gon’ wait up in my room when I handle shit
She gon’ wait up in my room ’til I text her back
And at night when she leaves, she got me feelin’ bad
‘Cause sometimes I don’t care if she comin’ back, nah
‘Cause sometimes I don’t care if she comin’ back

[Chorus: Zacari & Ab-Soul]
I’m just goin’ through the motions, oh
Liftin‘ off the ground
Driftin’ like the cloud (Tu-du, du-du)
I’m just goin’ through the motions, oh (Goin’ through the motions)
Liftin’ off the ground (Uh)
Driftin’ like the cloud (Ayy, man, yeah)

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul & Zacari]
Like five towers on top each other, I’m talkin’ high power (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
God’s rainin’, right now, you’re bathin’ in my shower (Oh-oh, oh)
Stay down until my fifteen minutes of fame (Yeah) turn to my hour
And everything that’s mine’ll be ours
Tourin’ the globe, keepin’ poetry in motion
Full of subliminal shit I do to keep you open
It’s difficult to stay focused
When my mind sidetracked by
Dividin’ your thighs like an quotient
Late nights, FaceTime
I tell you what I’m gonna do to you when I’m loaded (Yeah)
Ha, I’m just expressin’ my affection (Mm-hmm, yeah)
You know what a gun’ll do to you when it’s loaded, ha
They say sex is a weapon (Yeah)
Back to reality (Oh), backstage full of bougie groupies (Yeah)
Venue for the people who paid to pay attention to me (Yeah)
I missed a few of your calls but that don’t mean I don’t miss you
Mami, I had a meet and greet (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I mean, you really think I’d rather take autographs than to go out and eat with you?
Chillin’ in silk sheets with you?
Have some empathy, would you?
I’m a sensitive Pisces and I keep it real, baby
And on the real, baby

[Chorus: Zacari & Ab-Soul]
I’m just goin’ through the motions, oh (Yeah)
Liftin’ off the ground (Liftin’ off the ground)
Driftin’ like the cloud (Driftin’ like the clouds, just like the clouds, tu-du, du-du)
I’m just goin’ through the motions, oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, goin’ through the motions)
Liftin’ off the ground (Liftin’ off the ground)
Driftin’ like the cloud (Driftin’ like the clouds, just like the clouds, yeah)

[Outro: Ab-Soul]
Uh
Yeah
You know what it is
Ab-Soul, -lutely
Exactly, right?
Type shit

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^{_{Songwriter (s): Zacari, Ab-Soul & ESTA.}}

^{Zacari Moses Pacaldo I, known mononymously as Zacari, is an American singer and songwriter. He is signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and released his EP Run Wild Run Free on March 15, 2019.}

^{Herbert Anthony Stevens IV, better known by his stage name Ab-Soul, is an American rapper and singer from Carson, California.}

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Central Cee – Me & You Lyrics

Central Cee Lyrics

Me & You
^{this is a track by Central Cee}

[Chorus]
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout nobody else, it’s (Me and you)
Bought you a bag, now that guy’s askin’ what I see in you
(Put—) Put you on the ‘Gram, now they wanna take pics like (Me and you)
They wanna take trips like (Yeah, yeah, yeah), alright
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout nobody else, it’s (Me and you)
Bought you a bag, now that guy’s askin’ what I see in you
(Put—) Put you on the ‘Gram, now they wanna take pics like (Me and you)
They wanna take trips like (Yeah, yeah, yeah), alright

[Verse 1]
Look, your love’s a contagious feelin’
Real is rare, it’s harder to come by, you’re an endangered species on top of the food chain
Don’t post where we eat, they’re prayin’ to see me
Well educated, good vocab, when I don’t understand, she explain the meanin’
Look, I gotta rearrange the sequence, uh
You say that you’re too young for a baby, I get that, so I just pay the abortion
I’m protectin’ my heart as well, so I understand that you’re takin’ precaution
Lonely, like I was raised as an orphan
I got paper, now they say that I’m important
Rap boy on a footballer’s wage, I’m on the same pay as the players at Dortmund
Private plane, that’s normal
Pilates class, you can work on your abs, Bahamas trip and snorkel
Find out how deep is your love
I won’t give you a reason to cut
Buy you the Porsche, twin-turbo exhaust
What’s mine is yours, not “Me,” it’s “Us”
Alright

[Chorus]
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout nobody else, it’s (Me and you)
Bought you a bag, now that guy’s askin’ what I see in you
(Put—) Put you on the ‘Gram, now they wanna take pics like (Me and you)
They wanna take trips like (Yeah, yeah, yeah), alright
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout nobody else, it’s (Me and you)
Bought you a bag, now that guy’s askin’ what I see in you
(Put—) Put you on the ‘Gram, now they wanna take pics like (Me and you)
They wanna take trips like (Yeah, yeah, yeah), alright

[Verse 2]
You don’t need me, it’s true, uh, I guess
But you’ll reap the rewards if you see this through, alright
Like the fact that you ain’t slept with no idiot yutes, uh, trust
Your girls on WhatsApp bitchin’, I beg you just leave that group, huh
They don’t know what we been through
I’ll send you a car, just jump in, if you’re busy we can reschedule, uh
I know that your mum’s gonna hear this, so I don’t wanna be sexual
But you make me feel like a young boy again, horny like a teen at school
Uh, I beg you be reasonable
Whether it’s public or on a low
My behaviour ain’t tolerable, the way that you’re acting’s honourable
I don’t wanna feel like I’m botherin’ you
So let me know if I invade your space
When I said that my bitch was gay, I didn’t mean that shit in a degradin’ way
Uh, alright

[Chorus]
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout nobody else, it’s (Me and you)
Bought you a bag, now that guy’s askin’ what I see in you
(Put—) Put you on the ‘Gram, now they wanna take pics like (Me and you)
They wanna take trips like (Yeah, yeah, yeah), alright
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout nobody else, it’s (Me and you)
Bought you a bag, now that guy’s askin’ what I see in you
(Put—) Put you on the ‘Gram, now they wanna take pics like (Me and you)
They wanna take trips like (Yeah, yeah, yeah), alright

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^{“Me & You” is Central Cee’s Valentine’s Day special, where he speaks about his admiration for his girlfriend Madeline Argy while he takes his chance to reassure her that he’s faithful, despite being a star. This track also marks his debut single of 2023 following “LET GO.”}

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^{Oakley Neil H. T. Caesar-Su (born 4 June 1998), known professionally as Central Cee, is a British rapper and songwriter from Shepherd’s Bush, London. He rose to prominence in 2020 with the release of the singles “Day in the Life” and “Loading”.}

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Kevin Gates – Breakfast Lyrics

Kevin Gates Lyrics

Breakfast
^{this is a track by Kevin Gates}

[Intro]
(Ain’t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mm, look like DJ Chose)
Mm-hmm, girl you taste good, you my food, girl
(Charlie)
I’ve been feelin’ you for a while, oh, ayy
Ah-ah

[Chorus]
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you (Somethin’ special)
I’ma beat that pussy ’til you snorin’ (I’ma beat that pussy ’til you snore)
Turn ’round, bend you over, I ain’t leavin’ no leftovers (No leftovers)
Droppin’ dick off in the mornin’ (Dick off in the mornin’)
Mm-mhm, girl, you taste good, you my food, girl (Yeah)
Laid back, I’ma snack on you ’til your toes curl (‘Til your toes curl)
Early breakfast for you, I got somethin’ special for you
I’m droppin’ dick off in the mornin’ (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
No longer the fender, the ship in the cylinder
To handlin’ business, we meet in the middle
I-I’m a real general, don’t get offended
Ain’t too many livin’ the way that I’m livin’
Breathtakingly beautiful, bae, and I want you
You know I want you
Love, uh-uh, ooh, oh-oh, ooh, oh-oh (Gates), I want you, girl
They see me, I’m discipline, I keep my composure
Step in the castle, come a lil’ closer
Your nipples erected, your body so sexy
I rub on your feet while we chill on the sofa
Nip on your fingers, nip on your shoulder
Mwah, hit your navel and go a lil’ lower
Bend it back over, hands behind your back, you hold me closer (Don’t let go)
I just mixed the Maca with Ashwagandha
She puttin’ her lil’ body, she rockin’ her bamba
High vibration gettin’ raised in the sunshine
Vibratin’ high, ain’t no way I could come down (Ah-ah)

[Verse 2]
T-two-hundred-fifty brick come ‘cross the border
With my constituents, we havin’ business trips
Back in the mix again, reachin’ my quota
Shout out to border fam’, we been controllin’
Bread winner, Major League Mafia, swingin’
And we up to bat, my big brother came back and we back havin’ motion
Gorilla fort, we been overseas, metric ton load on the submarine, come out the ocean
I’m who he wanna be, know he can’t fuck with me
Know his ho lovin’ me, but I ain’t goin’
He tryna emulate Gates with the braids
And went tatted his face, and I don’t even know him
My young niggas trap out the trenches in Michigan
Called all the blammers and go to performin’
Finally receivin’ my flowers, New Orleans, a sold-out arena when Brasi performin’
I’m in a hard ball lane and only sell whole things
They say, “All fools stay the same and only wise men change”
I’m tryna put my family back together, gotta put down old ways
And I been confused ’cause I been abused by this cold, cold game (Ah-ah)

[Outro]
Droppin’ dick off in the mornin’ time (Ooh, I)
I found love (Mornin’ time, ooh, I)
Droppin’ dick off in the mornin’ time (Ooh, I)
I found love
(Found love)

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^{_{Songwriter (s): Kevin Gates, DJ Chose, Charley Cooks & Drew Fulk}}

^{Kevin Jerome Gilyard, better known by his stage name Kevin Gates, is an American rapper, singer, and entrepreneur. He is currently signed to Bread Winners’ Association with a partnership with Atlantic Records}

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Isaac Zale, Kota The Friend & SwuM – I C U – Sped Up Lyrics

Isaac Zale, Kota The Friend & SwuM Lyrics

I C U
^{this is a track by Isaac Zale, Kota The Friend & SwuM}

[Intro: Isaac Zale]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
O-oh, yeah
I

[Chorus: Isaac Zale]
I need you to see me
The way that I see you, I’m bleedin’
I’m stayin’ in ICU
Til we get away from this
From this
Baby, you need me to feel less alone now
You get hot and you put the phone down
All my love is still second-best to his
To his, babe
I need you to see me
The way that I see you, I’m bleedin’
I’m stayin’ in ICU
Til we get away from this
From this
Baby, you need me to feel less alone now
You get hot and you put the phone down
All my love is still second-best to his
To his, babe

[Verse 1: Kota the Friend]
Give me all o’ yo’ love
Let me know that you mine
Niggas see that I’m yours and I see you the whole time
You don’t seem to know why
Shorty grew up in the East
I was coming from the fourth
Forty minutes on the train
I just wanna see your face
We just wanna get away
Think about you every day, yeah
Saw you at the bus stop and catch yo’ name
Caught your eye and I ran but was too late
Now you stay on my mind, it must be fate
If I had it my way, me and you could be great
We can go at yo’ pace

[Chorus: Isaac Zale]
I need you to see me
The way that I see you, I’m bleedin’
I’m stayin’ in ICU
Til we get away from this
From this
Baby, you need me to feel less alone now
You get hot and you put the phone down
All my love is still second-best to his
To his, babe
I need you to see me
The way that I see you, I’m bleedin’
I’m stayin’ in ICU
Til we get away from this
From this
You need me to feel less alone now
You get hot and you put the phone down
All my love is still second-best to his
To his, babe

[Verse 2: Isaac Zale]
I want this to last forever
I want to end the vendetta
Without ever betting on weather
Without ever having to settle
Shoulda never went to Seattle
Deflowering you for my meadow
I know I that I gotta be better
She said she could feel in her stomach
Bitch, don’t lie to me
I got a lotta self-‘steem, don’t try with me
I gotta better my being, don’t gas me, b
You gotta kill my pride, girl, humble me
And if I bump or speed, can you stop me please?
Can you tilt my head when my nose gon’ bleed?
Can you heal my stings when I start to scream?

[Chorus: Isaac Zale]
I need you to see me
The way that I see you, I’m bleedin’
I’m stayin’ in ICU
Til we get away from this
From this
Baby, you need me to feel less alone now
You get hot and you put the phone down
All my love is still second-best to his
To his, babe

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^{Avery Marcel Joshua Jones, known by his stage name Kota The Friend, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer, born and raised in Brooklyn, New York. He got his stage name from the Disney movie Brother Bear and is actually a Native American word “Koda” meaning friend}

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Young Scooter & EST Gee – Come Eat Wit Us Lyrics

Young Scooter & EST Gee Lyrics

Come Eat Wit Us
^{this is a track by Young Scooter & EST Gee}

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah, haha
Yeah, we bringin’ the streets back
Yeah, you know this shit hot right now, man
Snitchin’ at an all-time high
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Jugg with the gang, come eat with the gang
You’ll get your head bust for watchin’ a chain
Everybody equal, we don’t give out stain
Kept it real with my niggas, never switch lanes

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Come get some free bands, cut off your boss
I’m rich as fuck, nigga, I could take a loss
And he ain’t in your raps, but I invented the triple cross
Put five strands together and call it criss-cross
Come eat with the gang, come eat with the gang
How these rappers walkin’ ’round with fake chains?
I rock Eliante diamonds, we are not the same
Don’t leave the house without a stick, the streets is not a game

[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Yeah, they say Geeski brought the streets back, he Jeezy ’03 (Jeezy)
And his dope gon’ go one to three, he ain’t nothin’ like me (Like Jeezy)
It wasn’t my lane, but I still bought it, ’cause the price was cheap (‘Cause the price)
Breakin’ off-shore, my ice is sweet, junkie up for a week (Go)
I’m qualified, I bust my yeek and don’t talk with police
I’m on TV, showin’ my jewelry off, droppin’ a V
They on computers, I’m a shooter in real life, not on beats (Gang, gang)
You ever served your daddy uncle a cuz and a B?
You ever stood over a nigga and did it for free? (Brr)
Without no mask, ’cause it was personal, want him to see (See this shit)
We laid in front his house so long, I start fallin’ asleep
Fuck my bitch raw, ’cause I could not with no mask, hit the sink

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Jugg with the gang, come eat with the gang
You’ll get your head bust for watchin’ a chain
Everybody equal, we don’t give out stain
Kept it real with my niggas, never switch lanes

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^{Kenneth Edward Bailey (born March 28, 1986), better known by his stage name Young Scooter, is an American rapper who is affiliated with Freebandz and 1017 Brick Squad Records and CEO of his own label Black Migo Gang.}

^{George Albert Stone III, known professionally as EST Gee, is an American rapper and songwriter. He is signed to Yo Gotti’s Collective Music Group, Interscope Records and Warlike. He is perhaps best known for his feature on the 2021 single “Real as It Gets” by rapper Lil Baby.}

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French Montana & 2Rare – RATATAAAAA Lyrics

French Montana & 2Rare Lyrics

RATATAAAAA
^{this track by French Montana features 2Rare}

[Intro: French Montana & 2Rare]
You know what it is when you hear that “Haan”
Jump on, jump on (Oh, yeah)

[Chorus: French Montana]
Make me shake, make you shake, make you shake, make you shake
Make you shake, make you shake, make you shake, make you shake
Make you shake, make you shake, make you shake
Don’t play with is, don’t play with it, don’t play with it, don’t play
Ratata, push your ma-ta-ta

[Bridge: 2Rare & French Montana]
Bitch, fuck it up, throw it back or somethin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just fuck it up for all these ones (Oh, give me head)
Bitch, fuck it up, throw it back or somethin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just fuck it up for all these ones (Oh, give me head)
Ratata (Ayy, ayy), push your ma-ta-ta (Ayy, ayy)
Ratata (Ayy, ayy), push your ma-ta-ta (Ayy, ayy)
Ratata (Ayy, ayy), push your ma-ta-ta (Ayy, ayy)
Ratata (Ayy, ayy), push your ma-ta-ta (Ayy, ayy)
Mommy (Mommy), she got it (She got it)
Wet, wet (Wet, wet), tsunami (Tsunami), woo (Woo)
Mommy (Mommy), she got it (She got it)
Wet, wet (Wet, wet), tsunami (Tsunami)

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Bitch, I’m him (Bitch, I’m him)
Bitch, I’m him, bitch, I’m him, pretty faces if they slim
Bitch, I’m flexin’, need no gym, bitch, I’m ballin’, need no rim
Bitch, I’m viral, need no film, need that B, I don’t need no Ms
That ass fat when she CashApp, duck your iPhone screen, I tap that, haan

[Interlude: French Montana]
Make you jump, make you jump

[Verse 2: 2Rare]
Bitch, I’m him, booted up with no Timbs
I be walkin’ with a limp, stunt with blues in my pocket
Like pimples, yes, we pop shit (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Nigga, stop it, niggas really be clowns, but they not it (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ask her if she fuckin’, if not, she gotta top me

[Chorus: French Montana]
Make me shake, make you shake, make you shake, make you shake
Make you shake, make you shake, make you shake, make you shake

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^{Karim Kharbouch, better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he emigrated to the United States with his family when he was 13. He is the founder of Coke Boys Records and its predecessor Cocaine City Records}

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Skrillex & Nai Barghouti – Xena Lyrics

Skrillex & Nai Barghouti Lyrics

Xena
^{this is a track by Skrillex & Nai Barghouti}

شيعوا لأولاد عمه ييجوله
عددوا المهرة وهاتوا البارودة
بالخيول المبرقعة يطاردوله
زفولي محمد لباب العامود

English Translation:

shayaeuu li’awlad eamih yijulh
eadaduu almuharat wahatuu albaruda
bialkhuyul almubarqaeat yutariduluh
zafuli muhamad libab aleamud
shayaeuu li’awlad eamih yijulh
eadaduu almuharat wahatuu albaruda
bialkhuyul almubarqaeat yutariduluh
zafuli muhamad libab aleamud
shayaeuu li’awlad eamih yijulh
eadaduu almuharat wahatuu albaruda
bialkhuyul almubarqaeat yutariduluh
zafuli muhamad libab aleamud
shayaeuu li’awlad eamih yijulh
eadaduu almuharat wahatuu albaruda
bialkhuyul almubarqaeat yutariduluh
zafuli muhamad libab aleamud
shayaeuu li’awlad eamih yijulh
They went to his cousins, touring him
Count the skilled and bring the gun
With patched horses, they chase him
Zfuli Muhammad Lubab al-Amud

They went to his cousins, touring him
Count the skilled and bring the gun
With patched horses, they chase him
Zfuli Muhammad Lubab al-Amud

They went to his cousins, touring him

Count the skilled and bring the gun
With patched horses, they chase him
Zfuli Muhammad Lubab al-Amud

They went to his cousins, touring him
Count the skilled and bring the gun
With patched horses, they chase him
Zfuli Muhammad Lubab al-Amud

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Tafia – It Always Look Good On The Outside Lyrics

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It Always Look Good On The Outside
^{this is a track by Tafia}

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Wizard Chan – Earth Song Lyrics

Wizard Chan Lyrics

Earth Song
^{this is a track by Wizard Chan}

Intro
Uhhh ye oh
Omo bara ibi paka eh
Too Dey oh
Ama eh Ama eh
Earth song ye
Find peace with yourself
Find God
Earth song

Verse 1
Dot my I’s
Cross my T’s
Then I smoke some trees
Then I meditate with the almighty
Lord it’s your son I’ve sinned
I have messed up but I can still breath
Another day to sin
Lord have mercy I’m on my kneels
‘Cause a man must sin
I live in a world of looming danger
Where the evil is always winning and the good they live in prayers
If my joy is the price
I no want please
If I’m living a living a lie to the world I’ll never have peace
I don’t mess with my peace
Not messing with my peace of mind
How we gonna die
Me I no know
But me I know say one day me go still go solo
Information without understanding means say brah you no know
Not all the old people where good while they young you no know

Chorus
Omobara ibi paka eh
Ama eh ama eh ama ye ye ye ye ye o
Anye anye o

Verse 2
Creation of earth
Women are so damn powerful
They are portal between the heaven and earth
Never underestimate the woman the female
The one that cried just to birth
I say I say she’s a god the reason that you are birth
I pray I pray she lives long to rip the fruits of her pain
I say I say she’s a god the reason that you are birth
I pray I pray she lives long to rip the fruits of her pain

Refrain
Sobiye simeh tamuno
Ora omobara ibipaka wa luwa eh
Sobiye simeh tamuno
Ora omobara ibipaka oh
Iyanabo tamuno

Chorus
Omo bara ibi paka eh
Ama eh ama eh ama ye ye ye ye ye o
Anye anye o
Anye anye o
Ora omo bara ibi paka se ni wa luwa eh
Oh Iyanabo tamuno wa luwa eh
Omo bara ibi paka eh
Ama eh ama eh ama ye ye ye ye ye o
Anye anye o
Anye anye o
Ora omo bara ibi paka se ni wa luwa eh
Oh Iyanabo tamuno wa luwa eh
Wa lu wa

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Babyface Ray – Code + Love Me Some More Lyrics

Babyface Ray Lyrics

Code + Love Me Some More
^{this is a track by Babyface Ray}

[Part 1: Code]

[Intro]
(Krazy Mob)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
What time is it right now, nigga?
Uh, yeah, yeah
Like 8:44 in the morning, nigga
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
You see me dial zero, make a pot of gold (For real)
Stickin’ to the code
Stickers on the coupe, I’m still puttin’ rims on (Forgiato)
Chain dancin’ like I caught it in the end zone (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t fifty-five, but I’m keepin’ red pole
Steppin’, I stand on ’em
You rep the brand for me
At the top, it get quiet, I thought they was sayin’ somethin’
Even though she got a man, won’t put me in friendzone
She addicted to the vibe, say I got her head gone
Lately, I been way too busy, put you in my plans though (Mhm)
She say she miss my voice, play me through your headphones
Best mouth I ever had, I wonder what that head doin’, yeah
Now if I take you shoppin’, who gon’ help with the bags?
Dodgin’ Lipstick Alley, I’m busy countin’ up cash
Ain’t no halfway steppin’, you get the slides with the bag
Niggas stab me in my back, man, I grab it and slice they neck
Yeah, man down (Yeah, man down)
Stayin’ up, I ain’t comin’ down (I ain’t comin’ down)
Count it up, rubber bands, get it (Rubber bands, get it)
Stack it up like it’s Jenga and it keep fallin’ down (Go)

[Chorus]
You see me dial zero, make a pot of gold (You see me)
Stickin’ to the code
Stickers on the coupe, I’m still puttin’ rims on
Chain dancin’ like I caught it in the end zone
Yeah

[Segue]
What it’s gon’ take for you to see
They can’t fuck with me? (They can’t fuck with me)
Been doin’ it for a minute and I’m sayin’ that humbly
Might be somethin’ to you, but you know it ain’t nothin’ to me
It ain’t nothin’ to me

[Part 2: Love Me Some More]

[Intro]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Thanks for the gift, E)

[Chorus]
For real
Yeah, you know I’m thuggin’ for sure
Pray for your boy
They hate that I’m on

[Verse 2]
Lovin’ you is easy (Easy)
Call me when you need me
Had a vision, stay strategic
Took a risk to feed my people
Ain’t no substance in my music what they say, you must ain’t listen
Come around, they stealin’ sauce, man, stay the fuck from out my kitchen
Fuck a witness, I was in it
I was ridin’, I was with it
Stayed the same when I was finished
Now it’s Gucci, Louis denim
Now it’s groupies takin’ pictures
Speedin’ on the road to riches
She too trill, she hold my pistol
Broke her heart and I can’t fix it
Money counter, money counter, it keep goin’
They hop out and get right on you
Boy, don’t try to be heroic
Team Celine when it be snowin’
Might get wet, you ride this wave
Put that hammer to his head, I make him Atlanta Braves
Made it through, what can I say? (Say)
Be the boss, you gotta pay
They believe it’s addin’ pressure
She hit me when she want pleasure
I went shoppin’ with the extras
Pay a fee, they come and catch you
Ain’t too good with writin’ letters
Boo, I hope you get the message

[Chorus]
For real
Yeah, you know I’m thuggin’ for sure
Pray for your boy
They hate that I’m on
So love me some more
I’m on drugs ’til they gone
Keep it real when I’m wrong (Wrong)
Yeah, you know I’m thuggin’ for sure
Pray for your boy
They hate that I’m on (I’m on)
So love me some more
I’m on drugs ’til they gone
Keep it real when I’m wrong
Keep it real when I’m wrong
I’m on drugs ’til they gone

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^{Marcellus Rayvon Register (born February 7, 1991), known professionally as Babyface Ray, is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan. He is noted as an important and prominent figure of the Detroit hip hop scene}

project: MOB (2022)
^{BABYFACE RAY}
Waves On Every Chain
Wonderful Wayne & Jackie Boy
Rap Politics
Nice Guy
Brand New Benz
Vonnie Skit
Vonnie Song
Spend It
Bitch WYD?
Crazy World
Massacre
Masterpiece
Wavy Gang Immortal
Code + Love Me Some More
Spill My Cup
Corner Suite
Hallelujah
Famous

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Babyface Ray – Wavy Gang Immortal Lyrics

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Wavy Gang Immortal
^{this track by Babyface Ray features Samuel Shabazz & King Hendrick$}

[Intro: Samuel Shabazz]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Samuel Shabazz]
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper
I learned from your favorite hustler to be your favorite hustler
Dive deep in that water, I ain’t know what to do
But somebody had to do it, had to show ’em the proof
Way more to dealin’ than just sellin’ dope
Way more to hustlin’ than just sellin’ hope
I did almost everything when I had nothin’ to lose
And I’d do almost anything to not get back in them shoes

[Verse 1: Samuel Shabazz]
And they don’t never call me for me
Before we hang up, I’ma know what they need
But I ain’t trippin’ ’cause that’s really what I do it for
Say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you don’t treat me like you mean it though
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Thumbin’, thumbin’, carpal tunnel
A race when we runnin’ money
I pray so I know it’s comin’
I went to church every Sunday
Youngin slidin’ and punchin’
We gave ’em deals in the country
I make a bitch grab her scrunchie
Hundreds, hundreds on hundreds
Money, power, respect, respect can get you the money, the power takin’ you places
We land and speed to the telly, my pistol loaded, it’s dangerous
We got it, just gotta name it, umbrella out while it’s rainin’
They pay me, you know I’m comin’, the engine runnin’, it’s hummin’
She fuckin’ me, I got money, but tellin’ me that it’s deeper
Every day it’s a flex, it’s never cheaper to keep her
Get ’em clipped through a text, I’m never seen with the reaper
Closet full of some sneakers, wear ’em once, never see ’em
My old head still cookin’ on seven mile like Petey
Gettin’ seals for deals, should be feedin’ the needy
I only eat with the trill, cut him off if he greedy
I been workin’ hard my whole life to get it right
Add sugar and spice, we cut it for better price
Brand name immortal, it’s Wavy Gang for life
Rap with a double life, I’m really like Walter White
Hundred schemes, hundred nights
Hundred ways to get paid like my nigga Tez’d say
Bad bitch, she a boss, told her put her bread away (Bread away)
Me and you locked in, just don’t give my head away (My head away)
Me and Keisha best friends, but the boy on red today (Red today)
Nine hundred HP’s, I hopped in and sped away (Sped away)
At first the shit was worse, I had to find a better way
Better me, better thinkin’, Cuban links, we ain’t linkin’
Maybach, not a Lincoln Continental, confidential
Should I speak the gospel, nigga? It’s a scripture
Show and prove, niggas still hatin’ (Still hatin’), Scottie Pippen
The right price get a nigga wrapped (Get a nigga wrapped), I’m Egyptian
I’m official
Offsides, blow your whistle

[Verse 3: King Hendrick$]
Yeah
You ever dodged a drug raid, they just missed you? Yeah
You gotta write a hit before they come and get you, yeah
Politics as usual, what’s the issue? Yeah
I walk down these same streets you ride Benz on
The type of hustle that’ll never get you friend zoned (Never)
You see the Audemars bust, I take pride in it (I take pride)
I had a route and you niggas wouldn’t ride with me
I think it’s more to this life than the chump change
I gotta ball, man, I could’ve been a cum stain (Nah, really, man)
I lost some money in Detroit ‘fore my son came (On God)
I got my high beams on, I’m in that one lane
I smell Irish Spring soap and Aim toothpaste (Yeah)
The walls closin’ in remind me of my suitcase (My suitcase)
Man, I was broke when they came out with the cool greys
Savin’ ninety-nine cent up for a Tuesday (Popeye’s)
I pray you never get trapped in this dope hole (For real)
We born kings, they call us black, but we rose gold (Man)
The best seller is the nigga with the most sold
The greatest story ever told from an old soul
I got a Drac’ on me and I pray for more life (Uh)
You want a Birkin from me? You can’t even boil rice (Uh)
I end up askin’ my reflection, “Are you alright?” (Yeah)
Sometimes I’d rather bump my head than ask for your advice
I’m makin’ XXLs, now the mail colossal
A hundred million years from now, they’ll try to sell my fossil
I got the blood of Mansa Musa, was the plan elusive?
When it was already written in my family’s future
I talked to B about an M, that’s when I got to Q
I got an AP on, I dropped out of school
I want a mansion in the hills, you can’t block the view
I’m in the 911 coupe, it’s a hot pursuit
Hustle, my nigga, you could be where me and Ray at
It took a wild imagination just to say that
I plugged the microphone up in the Maybach
Just drive, I’ma show you where I used to stay at
Yeah, I told you that I took an L, you ain’t give me a call
I bounced back, more racks, we ain’t trippin’ at all
We dedicated, educated by the OGs
You know my clothes smelled sour ‘fore I sold weed
Ray, tell these niggas what we doing with the proceeds
It’s the mob, it’s the wave, bigger than you think
I build a raft, I got a map, is you gon’ swim or sink?

[Chorus: King Hendrick$]
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper (Figure that)
Learned from your favorite trapper to be your favorite trapper
Dive deep in that water, I didn’t know what to do
But somebody had to show ’em, had to show ’em the proof
Way more to dealin’ than just sellin’ dope
Way more to pimpin’ than just sellin’ hoes

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Babyface Ray – Wonderful Wayne & Jackie Boy Lyrics

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Wonderful Wayne & Jackie Boy
^{this track by Babyface Ray features Lil Durk}

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray & Lil Durk]
I swear I got it honest, think I got it from grandmama
I got Wayne in my blood, Jackie Boy about them dollars (Jackie Boy, yeah)
I was in the castle, packin’ boy up out that llama (In the castle, yeah)
Hot-ass nigga in the club with them gualas
Rack in the air, she gon’ twerk, oochie wally
Baby rock the mic’, she perform, no deposit (Yeah)
It was me and soda in a foreign at Erotic
Had them niggas sick about it, had that shit in chicken boxes (Beep)
Ten ball, twenty-five K, fifty thousand (Beep)
I’m with the fiends, slappin’ out the back, project housing (Fuck it)
I get lonely sittin’ at the top, niggas doubted (Yeah)
I sip drank, baby pop two yops, we too toxic (Yeah)
Sixty piece, barely had to move, I’m Klay Thompson (Bitch)
700 V2 OrthoLites, Kanye sponsor
I got caught, I ain’t tell ’em shit, call my mama (Uh-uh)
We playing street games, you know?
Ayy, what your mans on? (What he on?) Figure it out, niggas fans though (Bitch)
I did this verse with my chain on, it’s a dance song (Yeah)
Niggas not really who they say they is (What?)
Knock his shit off, Mr. Potato Head (Mr. Po— Yeah)
I’m in California smokin’ baby legs (Smokin’ baby legs)
I just paid a thousand for an eight of red (That drank)
Ray, you look like money, I just say we twins (That’s my twin)
You just got on them? Boy, you late as hell (Yeah, man, what?)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Fuck the state, tell ’em, “Suck my dick,” with your lil’ tellin’ ass (Yeah, yeah)
Trendsetter, it feel like I’m the one who can bring Pelle back (Go, go)
Bro ‘nem steal from me or snake me out, I’m bringin’ Melly back (Bitch)
Petty-ass ain’t fuck me like she said, ain’t get her belly wrap (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t beef with niggas on the net, that shit fed years
One opp that I hate from over there just got his head pierced (Brrah)
Lil’ bitch seen the drum hang out my pants, said it’s a Ferris wheel
I can’t cap, I got an awkward nod just off her head skills
I had paid the half for all the drank that I was sippin’ (Tax)
Five K for a pint, I robbed them back, so I ain’t trippin’ (Act’)
I think ’bout my brothers that I lost, I’m in my feelings (Gang)
It’s fucked up that I’d rather get revenge instead of millions (Come here)
Durkio, call me Shmurkio, then it’s personal (Personal)
She twerk for show, told me, “Don’t cum fast,” took a Perky though (Perky though)
A nigga asked me who I killed before, like, who you workin’ for (Who you workin’ for?)
Say my name for clout, but in them streets, they ass gon’ hurt you though (Pussy)
Told me they got an addy (Go, go)
Got location (Go, go)
Green light (Go, go, go, go, go)
Look on the news and see your son, you screamin’, “No, no” (Pussy)
And all them niggas hangin’ with ’em, if you know, you know

[Outro: Lil Durk]
Gang shit
Ayy, Babyface, this shit crazy right here
Ain’t gon’ lie

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^{Durk Derrick Banks, known professionally as Lil Durk, is an American rapper and singer from Chicago, Illinois. He is the lead member and founder of the collective and record label Only the Family.}

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Babyface Ray – Waves On Every Chain Lyrics

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Waves On Every Chain
^{this is a track by Babyface Ray}

[Intro]
(One of one, one of none)
(Wavy gang shit forever)
(I just need my space right now)

[Verse]
Make a top model pick the money off the floor
Keep my cup on some more, I’m a junkie, bitch, I know
Man, this shit ain’t fair, my homie jumpin’ on the dope
Trill nigga, ice on bill’, so she love me even more
Rockstar lifestyle beans, spend some ripped jeans
Life for me been normal, but they told me I’m a big thing
Two phones goin’, know it’s money if this bitch ring
Bet she pray to God, ain’t no runnin’ from this inf’ beam
Just threw it in her bag, I ain’t read the tag
Someone got two-thousand pills on a Neiman’s ad
‘Fore I’m pourin’ through the night, I’m just thinkin’ rad
Top dog, outlaw, yeah, I drink and drive
You can smell it in the air, taste it in my cup
Relationship kind of toxic, fell in love with drugs
Fell through with the mob, they ran out of ones
Stackin’ paper, couple watches, pass it to my sons
Then I know who love me and who don’t, I can feel this shit
It ain’t hard to put this shit on wax, ’cause I’m livin’ it
Smellin’ like my hobby and it’s us at the dealership
Come and ride with me for a day, so I can show you just how real it get
Always on meds for the pain, stand up, so I don’t feel this shit
I done been up, went down, got back and I’m still this shit
I was told the gang still the gang, never change, uh, never switch
Pops say pray, then I came, turnt it up, I feel heaven-sent
Shoes on gold, ain’t callin’ shit over, what’s that cheddar spit?
Tears in my eyes, ’cause I know some niggas died who ain’t ever live
For real, nigga
All music aside, you gon’ stand front line?
Or you gon’ fade away and try and run, go hide?
Gotta pay attention, enemies in disguise
Walkin’ in, sunrise, clocked in on the job
Shorty think she special, she ain’t even save
Play the cards you dealt, still ain’t show the space
‘Til I never had shit, top down in the Range
Still a fuckin’ fan, seen a pretty bitch wait
Come with me for the night, dreams come true
I just made her cum twice, tell your friend “Come too”
Hood riches, street gospel, givin’ gems to youth
Flockers walkin’ to the booth, where it’s all on the crew

[Outro]
(I just need my space right now) Yeah

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – From A Spark Lyrics

YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

From A Spark
^{this is a track by YoungBoy Never Broke Again}

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, I really feel like my nigga Birdman the only one can do fifty six-o’s off a thirty six and it’s still raw (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Tryna make up for my wrong
I let go of my fears from sittin’ in the dark
Back forth out of prison while learnin’ the law
I ain’t change my religion to pray to Allah
When the flood came, we was loosin’ our heart
Everything damaged, I don’t need a new start
Criticize Kevin ‘cause he brought up an opp
Whole city dark, reminiscin’ my thoughts
Child born, son momma need money
Gave her what I earned, nobody was workin’
Police run out, everybody was purgin’
It’s sunny outside, everybody was murkin’
While Montana trappin’, at the studio workin’
Boilin’ water on the stove, I was dirty
Takin’ pills, it’s a Perc and it’s thirty
Ridin’ ‘round with lil Ben and a thirty
I was savin’ my money for to go record
Spent that on rent, I flash out and I [?]
I was datin’ Tory, I was down on my dick
Delicia, not the other lil bitch
Tryna stick a nigga up ‘bout his shit
Had to shoot ‘em, hesitate and he flinch
Sellin’ dope, me and Von in the bricks
Ran it up, almost score me a six

[Chorus]
Life of a gangsta (Yessir), belonging to you
Right now I’ma win, back then I would loose
Not thinkin’ smart, fingerprint on the tool
Life of a gangsta, go hard over you
Thinkin’ bout you every time that I’m missin’ while you searchin’ for a good hearted dude
If the fire cover my body, tigers over my heart
Prepared, ready for war
Let my hittas show no remorse
Bringin’ up shit I thought, every feelin’ gon’ play a part
Soldier man from the start, heroine born from a spark

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Life of a gangsta (Yessir), belonging to you
Right now I’ma win, back then I would loose
Not thinkin’ smart, fingerprint on the tool
Life of a gangsta, go hard over you
Thinkin’ bout you every time that I’m missin’ while you searchin’ for a good hearted dude
If the fire cover my body, tigers over my heart
Prepared, ready for war
Let my hittas show no remorse
Bringin’ up shit I thought, every feelin’ gon’ play a part
Soldier man from the start, heroine born from a spark
Life of a gangsta (Yessir), belonging to you
Right now I’ma win, back then I would loose
Not thinkin’ smart, fingerprint on the tool
Life of a gangsta, go hard over you
Thinkin’ bout you every time that I’m missin’ while you searchin’ for a good hearted dude
If the fire cover my body, tigers over my heart
Prepared, ready for war
Let my hittas show no remorse
Bringin’ up shit I thought, every feelin’ gon’ play a part
Soldier man from the start, heroine born from a spark

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^{Kentrell DeSean Gaulden, known professionally as YoungBoy Never Broke Again, is an American rapper. Between 2015 and 2017, he released six independent mixtapes and steadily garnered a cult following through his work. In late 2017, Gaulden was signed to Atlantic Records.}

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Young Jonn & Olamide – Currency Lyrics

Young Jonn & Olamide Lyrics

Currency
^{this track by Young Jonn features Olamide}

[Intro]
Jiggy

[Verse 1: Young Jonn]
Shout out to my mummy
Adura won lo n cover me
If you get a problem call God oh
If you get business holla me
Everybody wanna take but nobody wanna give
Omo we living inna jungle, oh no
If you get a problem call God oh (If you get a problem)
If you get business holla me

[Chorus: Young Jonn]
Normally
Awon omoge wan mi normally
No even bother me
Only thing I want right now is the Pounds and Dollar (Pounds and Dollar)
More money, more money
Bigi money, money, currency
Mae nobody bother me
Only thing I want right now is the Pounds and Dollar

[Verse 2: Olamide]
Awon press ti ma fun ni gains ni 2023 por, ę ti gba update (She ti gbo?)
Tan ba lo hate, won ma suffocate
Ma j’akara won, ma jubilate, ma tun celebrate (Oku yin)
Dem angels in heaven chorusing it’s my time
It’s one of a kind and I’ve been through hell in this life
Raised in the jungle, used to the wildlife
Put a thorough project, now I’m a bad man
Solder ę pęlu pain, pain pelu joy
I just wanted to be heard, sheb’emi na sha le n gbo yi
La hawla wala quwwata illa billahil aliyyil azim
Now they can’t stop the boy
Gbawo, gbawo, gbawo, gbawo
Powo, powo, powo, powo
Fawo, fawo, fawo, fawo
Jawo, jawo, jawo, jawo
Lawo, lawo, lawo, lawo
Make e wow, wow, wow
Ka won enemies mawu mawu
Sod’igo bi garu garu

[Chorus: Young Jonn]
Normally
Awon omoge wan mi normally
No even bother me
Only thing I want right now is the Pounds and Dollar (Pounds and Dollar)
More money, more money
Bigi money, money, currency
Mae nobody bother me
Only thing I want right now is the Pounds and Dollar

[Verse 3: Young Jonn]
She’boluwa lon sho mi
Many things dey happen for my city, oh na
Many of my guys don ban mi
Opolopo lo shi wa lęwon, oh la
No be today, no be today
I wish I know then everything I know now, sho ye?
But if you know me, you go know say I’m a very bad guy on a low, oh la

[Chorus: Young Jonn]
Normally
Awon omoge wan mi normally
No even bother me
Only thing I want right now is the Pounds and Dollar
More money, more money
Bigi money, money, currency
Mae nobody bother me
Only thing I want right now is the Pounds and Dollar

[Outro]
Sha, jonza
Sha, sha
Shabalistica

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^{Young Jonn is a Nigerian singer, songwriter and record producer, famed for his hit singles Dada and the remix with Davido.}

^{Olamide Gbenga Adedeji, known professionally as Olamide is a Nigerian rapper and singer. He is one of the biggest and most influential artists in Africa. He records in Yoruba and English. In 2011, he released his debut studio album Rapsodi while signed to Coded Tunes.}

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Babyface Ray – Rap Politics Lyrics

Babyface Ray Lyrics

Rap Politics
^{this is a track by Babyface Ray}

[Chorus]
I got ten black cars, at the venue
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into

[Verse 1]
A hustler going corporate (For real)
Preparation prevent poor performance
Pray my karma, it don’t come back on my daughters
Ho say she lit up from them cribs, just bring some water
Labels sending deals, but I keep turning down they offers
It ain’t bout the money; can’t put that in my coffin
I got the clerk confused, I’m buying cups, no coffee
I’m the chosen one, frozen up
I did Hutch and Golden Sun
Got my coins up, like Temple Run
Must not know ’bout Yode run
Must not know ’bout Randy’s son
Wavy boy, the one who ran it up
Ain’t signing shit, ’til they put my family up (For real)
I won’t crack a smile until I’m puttin’ Grammy’s up
You just touched your first hunnid? That’s goin’ bad to us
You a friend of me, or enemy?
Don’t waste your time try adding me
Want these kicks, gotta wait a week
Custom Goyard baggage me
Sorry, but I’m fuckin’ fans, bad bitches keep taggin’ me
Old niggas, they’re sending threats to me ’cause they ain’t next to me
Bitch niggas, they think I owe them something but ain’t invest in me
They keep on talking twenty K, decline respectfully
Call my phone back-to-back, them Bamas got a check for me
You can tell I never had shit, I’m driving recklessly

[Chorus]
I got ten black cars, at the venue
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into

[Verse 2]
From in these streets, to industry
Can’t let codeine finish me
Don’t let old friends that I cut off tell you that we’re enemies
All these hoes backstage tryna fuck, must think it’s ten of me
Diamonds flashing, boxes gettin’ wrapped up; I’m a Christmas tree
Rule number one, It ain’t no postin’, and ain’t no kissin’ me
Rule number two, don’t tell my business, that’s gon’ get you cut
Gotta watch my back, I sent the driver just to pick her up
Y’all know I’m a tipper, paid a thousand, just to get the cut
I just damn near set the club on fire, bottles lit it up
This shit ain’t for you, if you fall off and you can’t get back up (Yeah)
Lately, I ain’t gotta say too much, to get your bitch to fuck
Brodie I got flavors, for occasions, ‘Face, we kitted up (Yeah)
Thirty-somethin’ racks later, OD camp done did it up
Money low? Then get it up
Need a load? Come get with us
Hoes choose to swap it with my brodie, that ain’t shit to us
I’m in London, say she like my accent, got the sprinter stuck
Eating beans, keepin’ lean with me
Say she never seen fifty
My rich homeboy say how much to bring with him
I love that bitch, man, I can’t lie, but never seen with her
Got my jeans stuffed, this shit too much
Gon’ bust the seams in it

[Chorus]
I got ten black cars, at the venue
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into
I don’t rap politic, tell me what you into

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Babyface Ray & 42 Dugg – Ron Artest Lyrics

Babyface Ray & 42 Dugg Lyrics

Ron Artest
^{this is a track by Babyface Ray & 42 Dugg}

He passed me the ball (Yeah)
He never passed me the ball
He passed me the ball (Yeah, you feel me)
Kobe passed me the ball and I shot a three (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah

Niggas yellin’ from the stands, watch what you sayin’
Blowin’ peanut butter cookie with my cup like jam (Purp’)
Turn to a Warrior, put a dub on your head
You don’t wanna work, put some drugs in his hand (Yeah)
In a ‘vert, put a top on that bitch like a hoodie (Melo)
Doin’ top speed with my hands on her goodies (Phew)
Dirty-ass boy, why yo‘ pop so muddy? (Dirt)
Got so much cheese, I ain’t trust nobody (Boy)
My mind fucked up, can’t fuck with nobody (Uh-uh)
Dealin’ with heartbreak, I don’t love nobody
If you wanna make a couple racks, come with me (C’mon)
You ain’t gotta slip, blue kit one-fifty (Blue)
Up that bitch, niggas turn into Ricky (Ricky)
Turn up with a bag, niggas turnin’ in gifty (Run)
Turn right around, I’m coming home wit it (I’m back)
It ain’t ’bout guap, don’t call my phone, nigga (Yeah)
Niggas real life dumb, I don’t get along with it
Prolly gon’ fuck if I’m left alone with her (Phew)
I just can’t pursue these rat-ass bitches ’cause they doing it for clout (Clout)
Neighbors keep on peeking through window ’cause I’m runnin’ it up
Grab the Draco off the couch, yeah (Grab the Draco off the couch, yeah)
I got mud in my ice tea (Got mud in my ice tea)
Rose gold on a white tee (Rose gold on a white tee)
I heard this bitch wanna fight me (Heard these bitch wanna fight me)
Yeah, my bitches don’t excite me (Mm, get the fuck on)
Right now, I’m courtside like Spike Lee (Yeah, yeah)
Gettin’ rich off rap, man, life free (Man, life)
White lows, man I do ’em like twice a week (That’s nothin’)
Pillow-talk to a rat then try and speak (Man, boy), niggas weird
I’m fucked up, ate Perc’ now I’m cured (Ugh)
Yeah, you in the streets but you lost, you a deer (Lost)
Niggas writin’ for a rap buzz, I don’t care (Why?)
Miss me with the rap shit, I was there (Facts)
Live in the flesh, Ron Artest
Counted me out, came back, I’ma champ (Ballin’)
She just wanna suck a nigga dry, she a vamp’ (Ooh)
Told me fuck a new chair, I need a lamp (Light)
Ain’t nobody else puttin’ mine on the map (Uh-uh)
Free P, I’ma hold it down ’til he back (P)
That nigga face trippin’, goin’ live in the trap (Yeah)
I got it right now, reportin’ live with the racks (It’s on me)
Ayy, free Ric, I’ma hold it down ’til he here
Fitty thousand on me, gettin’ head in the Lear'(Phew)
This the big jet, got a bed in the Lear’ (Big jet)
Baby goin’ crazy, me and Ced’ in the chair
4 Pockets Full and they ain’t CMG
Put the music to the sides, bitch, I’m signed to the streets (Streets)
I’ma grind’, stop bleed, never beg for what I need (Uh-uh)
Puppet dash strong, bitch, I’m lookin’ for the beans
Ayy, I just touched down, yeah I’m lookin’ for the lean (Yeah)
Callin’ for the work, send the bookers to Alim
Thought I got ’em made but they really double Gs (Gs)
You ain’t never ‘nough to fuck up a hundred Gs, nigga

Ayy, sometimes I feel left out
Two hundred thousand in the bed, still, I’m stressed out
Pssh, livin’ legend, I’m blessed now, ayy
Still goin’ through the trenches
Still yellin’, “Free my niggas”
Know she happy that I did it

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^{Dion Marquise Hayes, known professionally as 42 Dugg, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. He is jointly signed to Lil Baby and Yo Gotti’s respective labels 4 Pockets Full and Collective Music Group, in conjunction with Interscope Records.}

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Logic – Paradise II Lyrics

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Paradise II
^{this track by Logic features Norah Jones}

[Intro: Norah Jones]
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la

[Verse: Logic & Norah Jones]
Cruisin’ through the borderlands, catch a vibe
Fatherhood my hustle, nowadays I’m makin’ music on the side
I confide in the page, weed smoke fill the air, like Sage
Thirty-two my age, I spot a couple grays
Feel my blood pressure raise
No longer are the days of my childhood
My priority nowadays is making sure my wife and my child good
Steppin’ to me, I wish you would
Lord of the Rings, my bling shine like Elijah Wood (Ah-ah-ah)
Yeah, the lows be low, but the highs be good
Beneath the sheets, like Elle Osili-Wood
I pick up the mic, on my Gotti good
Retired and came back, just like they thought he would (Uh-uh)
Feel it and face ’em (Uh-uh)
I’m tryna face it (Uh-uh), the rest is basic, uh (Uh-uh)
Ayo, I want you to play this (Uh-uh), and vibe in the ride (Uh-uh)
I’m finally happy with the man (Uh-uh), on the inside
Full of pride (Uh-uh), full of fear
Been a decade, but I’m here, seein’ clear
Different motivations, no longer the people that’s up in my ear (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I woke up early on my born day, like Nasir in ’94 (Ah-ah-ah)
Three-hundred-sixty-five behind me now, plus one more
My physical frame made it beyond what they said it would
My debut album did better than Reddit said it would
Made it out the trap, but I got my gat, yeah, that’s a fact
I’m runnin’ it back, like “What’s up?”
From the cover of XXL to my moment of clarity (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
As I excel at Madison Square, I swear
The rap game will split your shit, like an affair
Prepare for the worst
And this business shit can get grimy, got ’em all behind me
Come now, don’t try me, ’cause I’m me, the God
Study bitches, like I’m abroad
This is Dad music, pick up the pen and know how to use it (Ah-ah-ah)
Plenty responsibility and me know how to use it
Appreciative for what I got, ’cause people could lose it
Take these lyrics and use it (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Take the heart on my sleeve and transfuse it
I’m bleeding as you listen to what I’m reading (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
No longer needing approval and feeding into the vision of the public
I’m above it, used to do it how they did it
‘Cause I thought that’s how you did it, now I do it, ’cause I love it
I don’t covet everything they got that I don’t (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

[Outro: Norah Jones]
Let me out of the water
Let me into your sunny day
Let me out, out of the water
Let me into your sunny day
Get me out of this water
Let me into your sunny day
Get me out of this water
Let me into your sunny day
Stop tryna make it right
Gotta get it nice and light
Won’t you take me for a ride?
Take me into paradise
Gotta keep our heads tonight
Even if it makes a fight
Take me into paradise
Here I am in paradise

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^{Sir Robert Bryson Hall II, known professionally as Logic, is an American rapper and record producer. He has released six studio albums and received two Grammy Award nominations.}

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Rod Wave – Don’t Need Lyrics

Rod Wave Lyrics

Don’t Need
^{this is a track by Rod Wave}

[Intro]
(Don’t play with him)
(Popstar Benny)
(Popstar worldwide)

[Chorus]
Baby, when you gonna see (Yeah-yeah)
I can be the man of your dreams (Dreams)
When you gonna let it go? (Let it go baby)
We know you wanna let it all be free (Be free)
All the things you don’t need (Yeah-yeah)
All of the things you don’t need
Yeah, you don’t, you don’t need
All of the things you don’t, you don’t, you don’t (Don’t play with him)
Bently GT, put you in a G-Wag‘ ’63

[Verse]
Tell me how you feel I be a shoulder to lean
Probably never find another like me
How you feel, baby? And, when you tell me, just keep it real, baby
Listenin’ to you feel whenever we chill, baby
I don’t feel like your friends, your friends
I feel like I love ’em, maybe
To be honest, girl, you could do better
They be tryna get in, but, don’t let ’em
And I had locked in the when she met me
She was already there when I met her
And I know this shit get crazy
Let’s storm out the weather
Thug loss, she forever
I can make a nigga start loss forever

[Chorus]
Baby, when you gonna see (Yeah-yeah)
I can be the man of your dreams (Of your dreams)
When you gonna let it go? (Let it go baby)
We know you wanna let it all be free (Don’t play with him) (Be free)
All the things you don’t need (Yeah-yeah)
All of the things you don’t need
Yeah, you don’t, you don’t need
All of the things you don’t, you don’t, you don’t

[Outro]
You don’t, you don’t
You don’t, you don’t, you don’t
You don’t need
When you gonna see

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^{Rodarius Marcell Green, known professionally as Rod Wave, is an American rapper and singer. He is known for his strong voice and incorporation of hip hop and R&B, and has been recognized as a trailblazer of soul-trap}

project: Jupiter’s Diary: 7 Day Theory (2022)
^{ROD WAVE}

Break My Heart
Got It Right
The Answer Is No
Jupiter’s Diary
Love Overdose
MJ Story
Just Sing
Don’t Need

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Rod Wave – Just Sing Lyrics

Rod Wave Lyrics

Just Sing
^{this is a track by Rod Wave}

[Intro]
(Kayo, this one crazy, fool)
No (Fas, you made a hit)

[Verse]
Uh, 23 with a big money tree
Tryna plant some more
All the sunshine in time
Okay, watch how that bitch grow
So much rain on my window pane
Still won’t let it show
Bullets rain through my window, mane
Everyone get low, youngin on the floor
Like if I make it home, I promise I won’t sin again
Soon as the smoke clear up, we gon’ spin the bend
Jumpin’ on a jet and chasing checks
Just like a businessman
Kiss her feet, grip her by her neck
Much than a gentleman, uh
Okay, saving up them bands again
‘Cause I learned ’bout life and I know how out of the hands it get
They left me stranded here, I got locked in on this planet shit, oh
Yeah, okay, tried to remake youngin, but the youngin is a one of one
God gave me daughters
But he blessed me with my brother’s sons (Aw yeah)
Fresh out of the trenches, drop my niggas off a honeybun
‘Cause I know it’s hard and in my heart
Know where they coming from
You wanna see the stars
Get in the car, and you can get a glimpse
Hustler out the trenches baby, don’t mix me up with him
I ran up them millions baby, so don’t mix me up with him
This ain’t no pandemic baby, so don’t mix us up with them
Okay and I can tell you’re tired, I can see it got your hands full (Got your hands full)
I think it’s too much for you to handle
You had a thousand thoughts a minute, you think too much (You be thinkin’ too much)
But you don’t never say too much (Don’t be saying too much)
Sing to ’em Nuni
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, ooh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, yeah
Ooh (Ooh)

[Outro]
You had a thousand thoughts a minute, you think too much
But you don’t never say too much
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, ooh, ooh
Woah, oh-oh
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, ooh, ooh, yeah

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project: Jupiter’s Diary: 7 Day Theory (2022)
^{ROD WAVE}

Break My Heart
Got It Right
The Answer Is No
Jupiter’s Diary
Love Overdose
MJ Story
Just Sing
Don’t Need

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Rod Wave – Love Overdose Lyrics

Rod Wave Lyrics

Got It Right
^{this is a track by Rod Wave}

[Intro]
(B Squared Beats)
(Will-A-Fool)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
High off love, high off love
Who needs drugs when you’re high off love?
Love, love
Look, uh, uh

[Verse]
Coffee cup codeine, got my mind and heart racing
Late nights, I remember how things started changing
Told you I’ll be home soon, guess you ran out of patience
What happened to our love? Seems you forgot about me, baby
Trapped in a world of sin, ridin’ ’round on ten
In a brand new Benz, can’t nobody get in
I don’t want no more friends, can’t nobody come ’round
I don’t want no more love, they all let me down
Percocets remind me of your love, well, what it used to be
Usually I pop two or three, then think ’bout you and me
Percocets remind me of what we used to be
Usually I pop two or three, then think ’bout you and me

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh
Slow down, don’t rush
Who needs drugs when you’re high off love?
It’s okay, don’t take it all in at one moment
All at one moment could lead to overdosing
Yeah, you’re high off love, high off love, who needs drugs?
High off love, high off love, high off love
Lost on love, lost on love, who needs drugs?
Love

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project: Jupiter’s Diary: 7 Day Theory (2022)
^{ROD WAVE}

Break My Heart
Got It Right
The Answer Is No
Jupiter’s Diary
Love Overdose
MJ Story
Just Sing
Don’t Need

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Rod Wave – Got It Right Lyrics

Rod Wave Lyrics

Got It Right
^{this is a track by Rod Wave}

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up TNT)
Yeah, uh, uh, oh, oh-oh
I, I just been cool and out the way, you know
You know what I’m sayin’?
Out the way
(Shaad got K’Rounds)
Oh, oh
Fifteen ways in here
Fifteen ways in here
Ayy, yeah, ayy
You know just in case you was wonderin’
You know
Yeah, yeah, listen

[Verse]
I put the city on my back, like a motherfuckin’ quarterback
Chasing after paper, I don’t care ’bout where the party at
In the Rolls dolo, gettin’ loaded off a party pack
Heard my dawg was hatin’ and I could’ve caught a heart attack
Say I did her wrong, but I still say she started it
Had my childish ways, either way you where my heart is at
Came a long way, me and my sister totin’ laundry bags
Writtin’ songs, foldin’ clothes at the laundromat
I used to wake up, walk to school, wonderin’ where my life was headed
I know my dreams coming ’cause I’m willin’ and I’m ready
Breakin’ in houses for the skrilla, I still regret it
Built this up from the ground, I promise I’ma protect it
Lookin’ over my shoulder every time I dot the door
Big ol’ pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know (Grah)
That if he play, he gotta go, I’ll see you later, adios (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
All I wanted was the dough, it ain’t no more kickin’ doors, I ain’t gotta live like that no more, oh
Them rappin’ songs made me a millionaire, yeah
And buildin’ homes gon’ make me a billionaire
Catch a case without a bond, let’s see who really care
See who really care
You know the city too little, you niggas too loud, the feds on the way, they say
A boy got hit with an indictment today, I pray
Everybody make it back home safe, I pray, yeah
You know the rap game so pussy, they ain’t wanna give me a chance
A nigga kicked the door down and forced ’em to let me in
Another tour confirmed, I get to see all my fans (Yeah)
Every night on the mic, four hundred and fifty bands
Who I am (Damn)
You don’t understand
See it’s a cold, cold world, growin’ up so fast
I’ll tell you the story, you still don’t know the half
Early mornings and late night flights (Yeah)
Choppas and handguns protectin’ my life
Just to be standin’, fell so many times (Yeah)
Finally figured it out, finally got it right
Yeah, yeah-yeah, finally got it right

[Outro]
Just to figure it out, just to be a young nigga in this world
And to figure it out
I mean, I’m still learnin’, I’m still
I still—, a lotta shit is fucked up
But I’m maintainin’ in this world, just to be livin’
You know, bills paid, everything all good
You know, growin’ up in this shit, I had to find myself
See what was for me, you know?
And I got my fans, I know all this shit is blessin’ me and I appreciate it
Finally got it right

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project: Jupiter’s Diary: 7 Day Theory (2022)
^{ROD WAVE}

Break My Heart
Got It Right
The Answer Is No
Jupiter’s Diary
Love Overdose
MJ Story
Just Sing
Don’t Need

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Rod Wave – Break My Heart Lyrics

Rod Wave Lyrics

Break My Heart
^{this track by Rod Wave features Sam Smith}

[Intro: Sam Smith & Rod Wave]
Have you ever felt like being somebody else? (Somebody)
Feeling like the mirror isn’t good for your health?
(Pipe that shit up, TnT) Every day, I’m trying not to hate myself
Tryin’ not to—, tryin’ not to—, you know, hate, hate what I been through changed me, know what I’m sayin’? (Colorado run for mil)
(Trill got the juice, nigga)
Just a little bit, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Oh, no, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Have you ever felt like being somebody else?
Youngin’, uh, uh, youngin’ (And it break my heart)
Feeling like the mirror isn’t good for your health?
(And it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart) Look, look

[Verse: Rod Wave]
I got stabbed in my back and crossed so many times
I don’t know who to trust, think everybody lyin’ (Lyin’)
I be finna give up, ’cause I’m so tired of tryin’ (Tryin’)
Crawl under a rock, and isolate my mind (Mind)
I don’t want no broke friends ’cause I’m larger than a bitch (Larger)
Don’t want no rap friends, ’cause they be flawer than a bitch
My old friends changing, seen it in HD (In HD)
If you a fake-flawed fuck nigga then what that make me, huh? (Make me)
‘Cause I was cool with you, nigga
Broke in houses, skipped school with you, nigga
Stood on the block and broke the rules with you, nigga
The whole time you was foolin’ me nigga (Foolin’ me now)
Who would’ve knew the price we paid for platinum plaques
This fortune and this fame got strings attached (Strings attached)
People get to actin’ weird when fame attached (Fame attached)
Come around and live they life with my name attached (Oh-woah-oh)

[Chorus: Rod Wave]
I said, “Girl, where you going?” (Where you going, love?)
“You can’t stay a little while longer?” (Why you going, love?)
The real from the fake and the fake from the flawed (And the fake—)
Gettin’ harder to tell ’em apart (Apart)
And it breaks my heart, (My heart), and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart)
And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart)
You really broke my heart, I—, why you break my heart? (You break my heart)
Break my heart (You break my heart), yeah, it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart (Break my heart)

[Outro: Rod Wave & Sam Smith]
Yeah, yeah
What’s up fam’, that’s how you feel family? (Oh, woah)
Real from the fake, and the fake from the flawed, harder to tell them apart (Ayy, the world gon’ hear this)
And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (Ayy, can you hear me? Is this shit going? Is this mic on?)
Nigga real is rare, just know
Every day, I’m trying not to hate myself
But lately, it’s not hurtin’ like it did before
Just a little bit, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Oh, no, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more

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project: Jupiter’s Diary: 7 Day Theory (2022)
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Break My Heart
Got It Right
The Answer Is No
Jupiter’s Diary
Love Overdose
MJ Story
Just Sing
Don’t Need

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Rod Wave – The Answer Is No Lyrics

Rod Wave Lyrics

The Answer Is No
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[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up TNT)
Uh, they say
Walk past ten, nigga, finna get walked down in the head
Fuck nigga thinkin’ it’s—
Get off a nigga dick

[Verse]
Damn, it’s safe to say money changin’ me, nigga
Crazy how the fame be changin’ these niggas
On my knees, askin’ God to keep me safe me from these niggas
In my own lane, a thousand miles away from these niggas
I don’t fuck with nobody, they all in competition
I don’t fuck with these hoes, that’s how the money go missin’
People come around just for beneficial business
‘Cause any given Wednesday, wake up and spend a million
Ballin’, for real
Shot callin’, for real
In control of my dream
Took it all in, for real
And I love my thug brothers, blood can make us closer
Pray that they protected on this hectic rollercoaster
‘Cause I know, it’s a whole lot with this shit
On my P’s and my Q’s, on top of this shit
This a dirty game in a dirty world, I hate it
Snakes came with handshakes and smilin’ faces
Oh, it’s crazy
Niggas have pillow conversations with any ho get naked
Pray that my migos, never let these hoes
Come between us and beat us
And you can even scream louder, but I can’t hear you
Picture me rollin’ wonderin’ in my rearview
Can’t get along with my peers, why, give it a try?
I feel like they all lost, livin’ a lie

[Chorus]
And, I don’t fuck with these niggas, I feel like they all fake
I don’t fuck with these bitches, I feel like they all fake
I don’t fuck with these niggas, I feel like they all fake
I don’t fuck with these bitches, I don’t fuck with these niggas, at all
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
The answer no, nigga

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project: Jupiter’s Diary: 7 Day Theory (2022)
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Break My Heart
Got It Right
The Answer Is No
Jupiter’s Diary
Love Overdose
MJ Story
Just Sing
Don’t Need

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Friday & Asake – Blessings (Remix) Lyrics

Fridayy & Asake Lyrics

Blessings (Remix)
^{this is a track by Fridayy & Asake}

[Intro: Fridayy]
(Mm-mm-mm) Mm-hmm
Mm-hmm, mm (Mm-mm-mm)
Mm-hmm, mm
Mm-hmm (Mm-mm-mm)

[Refrain: Fridayy]
I’m not where I wanna be but I thank God im not where I used to be
I was fucked up, feelin’ like the devil had a hold on me, mm
Momma cryin’ when the rent due, hmm
You don’t know the shit we been through, hmm
Wasn’t nothin that I could do, watched it rain on me

[Verse 1: Fridayy]
Took too much losses, we were down, hmm
So we gon ball out every time we step out
(Know what I mean?)
It ain’t nothin’ that I can’t do
Look at all the shit I came through
Lost some niggas on the way but I’m still right here

[Chorus: Fridayy]
Blessings (Mm, mm), blessings, blessings, blessings (Oh, mm) Blessings (Oh, mm) blessings, blessings (Oh, mm, blessings)

[Verse 2: Asake]
Ori mi, ori ginger mi
Ko si ija ni church s’adura ni kin s’amin
Ogo to’n le gogo, ema pa mi
B’on se wa mi l’ame
Lo lon wa mi ni Germany
Ja si, o ri standard mi
Jesu oni calvary
Oun ni father mi
Nobody fit gaza mi
Balenciaga kukuni pa aza mi
Omo olorun to’n fa poli
Oluwa lo da awe ati agbo
My brother nobody holy
Oga ade, pay my money
No dey tell me story
Mr.Money, ma kpe kunle poly
My PJ, my designers, na the lifestyle I desire, I’m on fire
Alhamdulillah, I dey go far
No be where I dey yesterday, na him I dey now

[Chorus: Fridayy & Asake]
Blessings (Blessings), blessings, blessings, blessings (Oh, mm) Blessings (Oh, mm) blessings, blessings (Oh, mm, blessings)

[Refrain: Fridayy]
I’m not where I wanna be but I thank God im not where I used to be
I was fucked up, feelin’ like the devil had a hold on me, mm
Momma cryin’ when the rent due, hmm (Rent due)
You don’t know the shit we been through, hmm (We been through)
Wasn’t nothin that I could do, watched it rain on me (Mm-mm, mm-hmm)
I watched it rain on me (Mm-hmm)
I watched it rain on me

[Outro]
We just envy the shit ’cause we remember where we came from, bro
We used to be hungry as shit, bro
Bro, where I live, bro, where I live
They used to have a p-, they used to have a platter that’s five dollars, bro
Me and Fridayy we used to split that shit
But I’m still hungry after that shit, I’m mad as shit ’cause he my youngin
And I’m like I can’t eat that alone
One time he acted like he not hungry but he lookin’ through the cracks of the door
[?], hungry as shit
He used to talk ’bout some shit like, “Yo bro, you sure?”
And I used to be like…

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

^{Ahmed Ololade Asake known with the name Asake, is a Nigerian Singer and Songwriter who is fast rising in the industry. Asake was born in the early 90s and is in his late 20s, he hails from the Southern Part of Nigeria.}

project: Lost In Melody (Deluxe) (2023)
^FRIDAYY

Blessings
Empty Stomach
God Sent
Don’t Give Up On Me
Know The Truth
Come Through
Momma
Shoot
M.O.Y.L.
Been Working
Calling 4 You – Freestyle
Blessings (Remix)

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Fridayy – Calling 4 You (Freestyle) Lyrics

Fridayy Lyrics

Calling 4 You – Freestyle
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Intro]
You, ooh, ooh-ooh

[Verse]
Ain’t got no more tears to cry
This pain, it done dried my eyes, feelin’ lonely
Oh, baby, won’t you hold me
I’m tellin’ you that I tried
But’s too much on my mind
Feelin’ lonely
Oh, baby, won’t you hold me

[Chorus]
Na, na, na
I’m callin’ for you, ooh
Callin’ for you, ooh, ooh, ooh
I’m callin’ for you
I’m callin’ for you, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I’m callin’ for you, I’m callin’ for you
I’m callin’ for you

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy – Been Working Lyrics

Fridayy Lyrics

Been Working
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Intro]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’, mm-hmm
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’

[Verse]
They tryna see where I’m goin’, bet, it’s only up
Got my foot up on this gas, they can’t keep up
Just spent some bands on my neck, this shit light up
I’m in L.A. with the stars, but I feel no love
Come on baby, just hold me, come and caress me
You’re the only one that really knows what I need (Know what I need)
Girl, don’t think you ain’t been on my mind

[Chorus]
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’ (Baby, I been workin’, know)
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’ (Know you ain’t see me)
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’, mm-hmm (Baby, I been workin’, mm-hmm)
Know you ain’t see me in a minute, girl, I’m workin’ (Baby, I been workin’)

[Outro]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

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Fridayy – M.O.Y.L. Lyrics

Fridayy Lyrics

M.O.Y.L.
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Verse 1]
Girl, you got me sinkin’
I’m about to lose control
When you leave, you leave me empty
‘Cause you know you got my soul
Thought I told you take it easy on me
You gon’ make a nigga go crazy
And you know just what to do to get me fallin’ on my knees, baby

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain’t too proud to beg, I take pride in that
Tell me, girl, where you at? I’ma pull up
That shit super wet, girl, you so good with that
Make a nigga double back, can’t get enough

[Chorus]
Ooh, I need some more, more, more of your love
Come put it down on me, girl, fuck it up
Ooh, give me some more, more, more of your love
It’s only you, I don’t want nobody else, baby
Put it all on me, we could go all night, baby
Ooh, I need some more, more, more of your love, oh

[Verse 2]
Ooh, girl, it’s gettin’ late, are you on your way?
I’ma leave the door open like I’m Bruno
I don’t wanna play games, girl, we both grown (Both grown)
Don’t leave me here, baby, sinkin’ alone in it tonight
Wanna touch up on you, hear you screamin’ my name (Screamin’ my name)
Wanna see you take control, drive it in your lane
Girl, you know just what I need, come and put it on me

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain’t too proud to beg (Ain’t too proud), I take pride in that (Mm-hmm)
Tell me, girl, where you at? (Where you at?), I’ma pull up (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
That shit super wet, girl, you so good with that (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Make a nigga double back, can’t get enough

[Chorus]
Ooh, I need some more, more, more of your love (More)
Come put it down on me, girl, fuck it up
Ooh, give me some more, more, more of your love (More)
It’s only you, I don’t want nobody else, baby
Put it all on me, we could go all night, baby
Ooh, I need some more, more, more of your love, oh
Ooh, I need some more, more, more of your love
Come put it down on me, girl, fuck it up
Ooh, give me some more, more, more of your love
It’s only you, I don’t want nobody else, baby
Put it all on me, we could go all night, baby
Ooh, I need some more, more, more of your love, oh

[Outro]
More of your love
More of your love, love (More, more of your love)
More of your love, your love, your love
More of your love, love (Ooh, ooh)
More of your love
More of your love, love (More, more of your love)
More of your love, your love, your love
More of your love, love (Ooh, ooh)
More of your love

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^{_{Songwriter (s): Fridayy, Bizness Boi, Prep Bijan, Th3ory & Jupiter}}

^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy & Ty Dolla $ign – Shoot Lyrics

Fridayy & Ty Dolla $ign Lyrics

Shoot
^{this is a track by Fridayy & Ty Dolla $ign}

[Pre-Chorus: Fridayy]
They wasn’t with me back when I was drivin’ in my ’03
I was sittin’ on that bench, they wouldn’t play me
Now I mob on theese niggas, I been ballin’, I been ballin’

[Chorus: Fridayy]
That’s why I just shoot, shoot (Shoot, shoot)
Make it past that rock, I gotta boot, boot (Boot, boot)
She love when I pull up in that brand-new coupe
I don’t know a thing she wouldn’t do for me (Yeah)

[Verse: Ty Dolla $ign]
When I was in the Honda, these hoes was non-responsive
Now, lil’ shawty wanna get in there without a— Ha
More money more problems
Big Poppa, get money, G Mafia
Rock a different watch everyday of the week
New cars, ain’t not one leased
Real nigga in a KBT
I put a lil’ cash in the vault
And ’bout half of that in the wall
Too much in the shoebox
I’m ballin’, I’m puttin’ up shots
I’m dunkin’, I feel like LeBron
It’s Dolla and Fridayy, it’s Fridayy and Dolla stackin’ these millions

[Bridge: Fridayy & Ty Dolla $ign]
I was [?] for years, I was gettin’ fed up
Tired of shawty callin’ me, gettin’ my bread up
Prayed I’d get some money, now I’m feelin’ blessed up
Me and all my niggas workin’ like we stressed

[Pre-Chorus: Fridayy]
They wasn’t with me back when I was drivin’ in my ’03
I was sittin’ on that bench, they wouldn’t play me
Now I mob on theese niggas, I been ballin’, I been ballin’

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy – Momma Lyrics

Fridayy Lyrics

Momma
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Chorus]
One day at a time
It’ll get better, momma, don’t you cry
‘Cause I know one day it’ll be alright
It’ll be alright

[Verse]
Too much pain on you and me
So much, I just fall down on my knees
And ask God why
But I know
One day, we’ll see the light
One day, we will be alright
One day

[Chorus]
So, momma, momma, don’t you cry
See, I know one day we will be alright
We will be alright
Mm-hmm-mm

[Outro]
We will be alright
Don’t you cry
Don’t you cry

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Fridayy – Come Through Lyrics

Fridayy Lyrics

Come Through
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Intro]
Know you like that
You a freak, I ain’t know that you was like that
Would you like that?
If I hit you late night, would you type back? (Yeah, would you?)
Know you like that
You a freak, I ain’t know that you was like that (Yeah)
Would you like that?

[Chorus]
I got some liquor in my system, baby, won’t you come through (Through)
I’m back outside but I really want you
You know I got options, don’t you make me have to choose
Come on, baby, show me what it do, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-woah, oh-oh, oh-oh

[Verse]
You could tell me what it is, you could tell me what it ain’t
Know I need you on this side, let’s not play no games (No games, no-no)
I know your tired, girl, take a break (Mm)
‘Cause you been runnin’ through my mind all day
Oh my God (Oh my God)
Give me that vibe (Give me that vibe)
I been workin’ too hard, come and ease my mind
Need some loving, put your body on mine
Oh, baby

[Chorus]
I got some liquor in my system, baby, won’t you come through (Come through)
I’m back outside but I really want you (Want you, really want you, ooh, ooh, ooh)
You know I got options, don’t you make me have to choose (Ooh-ooh)
Come on, baby, show me what it do, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

[Outro]
I got some liquor in my system, baby, won’t you come through
(Know you like that
You a freak, I ain’t know that you was like that
Would you like that?
If I hit you late night, would you type back?)
I got some liquor in my system, baby, won’t you come through
(Know you like that
You a freak, I ain’t know that you was like that)
Girl, I need you (Would you like that?
If I hit you late night, would you type back?)
I got some liquor in my system, baby, won’t you come through
(Know you like that
You a freak, I ain’t know that you was like that)
Girl, I need you (Would you like that?
If I hit you late night, would you type back?)
I got some liquor in my system, baby, won’t you come through (Know you like that
You a freak, I ain’t know that you was like that)
Got the gang-gang with me, you can bring your friends too (Would you like that?
If I hit you late night, would you type back? Yeah, would you?)

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy – Know The Truth Lyrics

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Know The Truth
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Chorus]
It’s time to show me that’s it’s real (Mm)
Yeah, I’m in the field tonight
Fuck, I’m tryna run it up, ooh, ooh
Shit is gettin’ real tonight (Hey)
Yeah, your friends told on me but they tell on you too (Hmm, you too, ayy)
They can’t throw dirt on me when we both know the truth

[Verse]
Girl, I’m tryna fuck you like a freak, freak (Freak)
That liquor and that SZA got me too deep (Deep)
Fuck it, you could get in the backseat
That’s the type of timin’ I’m on
Tryna plug into your channel like a TV
Girl, I’ll have you spinnin’ like CD
Goin’ back to back, got you on repeat
That’s the type of shit that we on
Girl, it ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna do to you tonight (Tonight)
You know I got some shit and I gotta get it off my mind
I know just how you like it, baby, I’ma get you right
I know you ain’t with the games so I won’t waste no time

[Chorus]
It’s time to show me that’s it’s real (Mm)
Yeah, I’m in the field tonight (Field tonight)
Fuck, I’m tryna run it up, ooh, ooh
Shit is gettin’ real tonight (Real, hey)
Yeah, your friends told on me but they tell on you too (They tell on you too)
They can’t throw dirt on me when we both know the truth (We both know the truth)

[Outro]
Oh, oh-oh, girl, we both know the truth
It don’t hit the same if it ain’t you
Girl, you one of them and you ain’t two
Girl, you one of them and you ain’t two

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy – Don’t Give Up On Me Lyrics

Fridayy Lyrics

Don’t Give Up On Me
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Verse]
If you riding with me, ride until we crash out
I need your loyalty ’cause I see love the red now
If we get blocked on the road, let’s find a different route
I’m too deep into this shit, I cannot walk out
And you know I’d do the same for you
You know I would put my life on the line for you
I did some— for you
I did some shit I can’t say for you
When you needed fixing, I bought you some screws
When you was at your lowest, tell me who was there for you
When my back’s against the wall, this what I need you to do

[Chorus]
Hold me down through the night
We could make it out alive
I know the road seems scary
And I see ya’ visions gettin’ blurry
But please don’t give up on me
Please don’t give up on me
Only me here on my knees
Please don’t give up on me
Please don’t give up on me
I know this life can get crazy
Please don’t give up on me
Please don’t give up on me
I know this life can get crazy
Please don’t switch up on me
No, no, no, no
Please don’t give up on me
I know this life can get crazy
Please don’t give up on me
I know this life
Please don’t give up on me
I know this life can get crazy
Please don’t give up on me
No, no, no, no
Please don’t give up on me
Tell me right now, is you with me?
Please don’t give up on me
Give up on me
Please don’t give up on me
I know this life can get crazy
Please don’t give up on me

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Fridayy – God Sent Lyrics

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God Sent
^{this is a track by Fridayy features Vory}

[Pre-Chorus: Fridayy]
I took the pain so we could all live
Ain’t gotta question me, you know what it is
Ain’t think of me, I did it all for you
You see the scars, I had to pay my dues
I gave my all and you still switched on me
Stabbed me in my back and then you watched me bleed (You watched me bleed)
You switched on me, switched on me, oh-oh, oh-woah, oh-oh, oh-woah

[Chorus: Fridayy]
I know I’m God sent
Hoping I could bring my brothers all up to heaven
I know it’s no weapon
Formed against me shall not prosper (Oh, yeah)
I’m God sent (Oh, ooh-woah)
I’m God sent (God sent)
I sacrificed it all for you, I know I’m God sent (Yeah)

[Verse: Vory]
You tell me you love me did you mean it
Or did you only say ’cause it’s convenient for you? (Damn)
You don’t gotta question it I’m all in (All in)
Good or the bad, just know I’m all in for you (You, ooh)
I don’t ask about your niggas in the past ’cause they all in the past
You can leave them where they at
I wonder do you think ’bout how I feel
I got feelings for you, I cannot deny
Scared to love ’cause I been heartbroken too many times
I been let down by the ones who say they love me plenty times
Oh baby, I was hoping you could save me
‘Cause you let me down here lately, oh

[Pre-Chorus: Fridayy]
I took the pain so we could all live
Ain’t gotta question me, you know what it is
Ain’t think of me, I did it all for you
You see the scars, I had to pay my dues
I gave my all and you still switched on me (Switched on me)
Stabbed me in my back and then you watched me bleed (Ooh, oh-oh, ooh, oh-oh)
You switched on me, switched on me, oh-oh, oh-woah, oh-oh, oh-woah

[Chorus: Fridayy]
I know I’m God sent
Hoping I could bring my brothers all up to heaven (Oh)
I know it’s no weapon
Formed against me shall not prosper (Oh, yeah)
I’m God sent (Oh, ooh-woah)
I’m God sent (God sent)
I sacrificed it all for you, I know I’m God sent (Oh)

[Outro: Friday]
Know, I know
Ain’t think of me I did it all for you
You see the scars I had to pay my dues
I know, I know (Oh, ooh-oh-oh)
I’m God sent (God sent)
I sacrificed it all for you, I know I’m God sent

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy – Empty Stomach Lyrics

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Empty Stomach
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Chorus]
I was chasin’ my dreams on a empty stomach
I was standin’ in VIP while my rent was due
I was sneakin’ backstage with the stars while my shit was growling
I ain’t eat nothin’ all day, just some bread and jelly
Mm-hmm-mm
I got hundred beats, hundred songs in my pocket
They ain’t even hear my shit, they say, “Youngin, keep grindin'” (Hmm)
I ain’t tryna hear this grindin’ shit, I’m starvin’ (Hmm)
Somebody show me where the money at, I’ma walk in (Huh)
I just know my momma’nem they countin’ on me, you know?
Everybody back home keep sayin that they proud of me, how?
Only if they knew that I ain’t have a dime on me, yeah (Hmm)
Have you ever been so fucked up you just get down on your knees, oh?

[Post-Chorus]
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh, ooh, ooh (Ooh, woah, woah-woah)
(Ooh, woah, woah-woah)
(Woah-woah, woah-woah)
(Ooh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

[Verse]
Huh, I had to get it
I had to scrap up these pennies
I was sellin’ my beats for like fifty
I was just tryna eat, do you feel me?
Swear to God it was hurtin’ my soul (Hurtin’ my soul)
Put my heart in this shit like I’m Kobe (Shit like I’m Kobe)
I was cookin’ all night on that stove
Just so I wouldn’t sleep on that floor
No, no, no, I couldn’t give up (No)
I know my God was just testin’ me
Momma she call me, she say I’m the one
I know she just said a few prayers for me
I know this shit, it was meant for me
I’m on the come up, I’m tryna get to it
They bringin’ my name in this industry
Niggas is startin’ to notice me

[Chorus]
I was chasin’ my dreams on a empty stomach
I was standin’ in VIP while my rent was due
I was sneakin’ backstage with the stars while my shit was growling
I ain’t eat nothin’ all day, just some bread and jelly
Mm-hmm-mm, yeah
I got hundred beats, hundred songs in my pocket
They ain’t even hear my shit, they say, “Youngin, keep grindin'” (Hmm)
I ain’t tryna hear this grindin’ shit, I’m starvin’ (Hmm)
Somebody show me where the money at, I’ma walk in (Huh)
I just know my momma’nem they countin’ on me, you know?
Everybody back home keep sayin that they proud of me, how?
Only if they knew that I ain’t have a dime on me, yeah (Hmm)
Have you ever been so fucked up you just get down on your knees, oh?

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^{Francis Leblanc, known professionally as Fridayy, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer from Philadelphia who is currently signed to Def Jam Recordings.}

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Fridayy – Blessings Lyrics

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Blessings
^{this is a track by Fridayy}

[Intro]
(Mm-mm-mm) Mm-hmm
Mm-hmm, mm (Mm-mm-mm)
Mm-hmm, mm
Mm-hmm (Mm-mm-mm)

[Refrain]
I’m not where I wanna be but I thank God im not where I used to be
I was fucked up, feelin’ like the devil had a hold on me, mm
Momma cryin’ when the rent due, hmm
You don’t know the shit we been through, hmm
Wasn’t nothin that I could do, watched it rain on me

[Verse]
Took too much losses, we were down, hmm
So we gon ball out every time we step out
(Know what I mean?)
It ain’t nothin’ that I can’t do
Look at all the shit I came through
Lost some niggas on the way but I’m still right here

[Chorus]
Blessings (Mm, mm), blessings, blessings, blessings (Oh, mm) blessings (Oh, mm) blessings, blessings (Oh, mm, blessings)

[Refrain]
I’m not where I wanna be but I thank God im not where I used to be
I was fucked up, feelin’ like the devil had a hold on me, mm (No)
Momma cryin’ when the rent due, hmm (Rent due)
You don’t know the shit we been through, hmm (We been through)
Wasn’t nothin that I could do, watched it rain on me (Mm-mm, mm-hmm)
I watched it rain on me (Mm-hmm)
I watched it rain on me

[Outro]
We just envy the shit ’cause we remember where we came from, bro
We used to be hungry as shit, bro
Bro, where I live, bro, where I live
They used to have a p-, they used to have a platter that’s five dollars, bro
Me and Fridayy we used to split that shit
But I’m still hungry after that shit, I’m mad as shit ’cause he my youngin
And I’m like I can’t eat that alone
One time he acted like he not hungry but he lookin’ through the cracks of the door
[?], hungry as shit
He used to talk ’bout some shit like, “Yo bro, you sure?”
And I used to be like…

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Money Musik, NAV & SoFaygo – Double Faces Lyrics

Money Musik, NAV & SoFaygo Lyrics

Double Faces
^{this is a track by Money Musik, NAV & SoFaygo}

(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh)
I can tell who real and who fakin’ (Yeah, oh)
Look around and I see double faces

And it’s a window, I don’t got no time for no sleep or vacations
I’m steppin’, I’m steppin’, one step at the time, don’t care how long it take me
I hop in the booth and get loose with the blunt, man, you know that I face it
My diamonds, they hit in the dark, like water, this shit like a lake or somethin’ (Yeah, yeah)
You hittin’ my phone all the time for some money, you think I’m the bank or somethin’ (Yeah, yeah)
One day, I’ll open a bank to a nigga talkin’ ’bout he was takin’ some (No, no)
Like a Beyblade, keep on spinnin’, talkin’ to God for my sinnin’
Everybody wanna be a critic now, if it ain’t broke, then don’t fix it
Workin’ since I was a jit, now you see me in the mix, oh
I guess this shit is legit because everybody treatin’ me different, woah
I gotta ride with the tint, know that this shit’d get lit (Spider)
Pass me the motherfuckin’ spliff (Rock, rock it so it get lit, woah)
Then I hop off of the stage, then I go for my peeps, woah
Sometimes I wish she just got what I’m tryna do, but I can’t trust her mind (Nah)
I don’t wan’ talk on the phone right now (To you), gotta hit the decline

Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh)
I cannot tell you who real and who fakin’ (Yeah, oh)
(Look around and I…)

Been workin’ since I was a jit (Jit)
Got lit and blew up like a blimp, woah
I got my style with no stylist (Drip)
Now everyone bitin’ my drip, woah
I’m stayin’ loaded like clips (Frrt)
‘Cause it be hard to resist, woah
They shot at my bro and they missed (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
Now we put him in a spliff, woah
I’m private, my bitch is the baddest (Bad)
But don’t nobody know about her
Say you want smoke, send the address (Yeah)
And you might just get blown up out it
I been rollin’ every day of the week
Found a new bitch, made her part of my fleet
Pourin’ the deuce in a Faygo at least
Feelin’ like Luke, I’m skywalkin’ on beat

Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh)
I cannot tell you who real and who fakin’ (Yeah, oh)
Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh, yeah)
I cannot tell you who real and who fakin’ (Yeah, oh)
Look around and I see double faces

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^{Money Musik is a Canadian music producer and music artist who has roots in India. He is well-versed in various genres of music like Hip-Hop and Rap.}

^{Navraj Singh Goraya, known professionally as Nav, is a Canadian rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. He began his career as a producer, co-producing fellow Canadian rapper Drake’s single “Back to Back” in 2015. He then gained mainstream attention in 2016 when his song “Myself” went viral.}

^{Andre Dontrel Burt Jr., known professionally as SoFaygo, is an American rapper. In 2020, Burt released the Angelic 7 mixtape, which was produced by friend and fellow rapper Lil Tecca.}

Kota The Friend – PARIS Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

PARIS
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Verse]
Yeah, I smile big lately
They talkin’ crazy, I don’t really give a shit lately
Look at my bank account like how I let that shit faze me?
I got some power if everyone in your crib hate me
My wife cheat, I’m just grateful for that prenuptual
Keep it movin’ and leave that bitch in the dust with you
You can have her, I’m over it, on to other news
Imagine niggas stressin’ over someone that’s another dude’s
Laugh it off, what a view
Standin’ on a balcony in Paris
Polo draws, Ray-Bans, Nike slides, fashion
Never for the ‘Gram, never see me camera-snappin’
I could get a shooter on you if you lookin‘ for the action
Rap niggas bitter ’cause they ain’t gettin’ no traction
Post another pic on the ‘Gram, fuck with the caption
Actin’ like it’s out of your hands, that shit is tragic
Throw some shade at somebody out here makin’ it happen
That’s the cycle of a hatin’ nigga
Hungerin’ for fame, they ain’t hungerin’ for real
They don’t know a nigga pain
They be tryin’ to control, I just let ’em do they thing
I want freedom for us both, bitches hack into my phone
I be tired of this generation
I don’t got a sign, I never dabble in divination
Old-school nigga, but now I’m no fool, nigga
Bitch, you get caught up in some litigation
Trust me, only thing you be victim of is my vindication
Homie, it’s a new day
Betrayal never personal, nigga, that is a you thing
I love to hear ’em tellin’ me, “Kota, I feel like you changed”
Move into the penthouse, crazy how quick the view change
If it don’t affect me, it don’t affect me
I ain’t trippin’ ’til you step to me directly
Tryna harm me or my family, I be Hurricane Sandy
I am ready for you motherfuckers, don’t think you hear me
Hand hovers over the button you ever dare me
Fuck me over, only end up fucking yourself
I got the energy to put your fuckin’ foot in your mouth
And so be careful what you doin’ when you looking for clout
And think twice before you bring that stupid shit by my house, you heard?

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^{_{Songwriter (s): Avery Marcel Joshua Jones}}

project: Lyrics to GO, Vol. 4 (2023)
^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – FIDDLE LEAF Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

FIDDLE LEAF
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I be Clinton Hill chill, bro
Only focused on the people that I heal for
Copped a baby fiddle-leaf for the crib
Now it’s ’bout to hit the ceiling, find it crazy that it still grow
Early morning on my front porch
Rain tappin’, sun showers on the forecast
This the shit that I was rappin’ on Paloma Beach
Shows sold out, still, I never sold the dream
Mama proud how her son shine with no degrees
Show ’em different paths, how it’s supposed to be
Seen the whole world with some friends
Always wanted to, but never thought I’d travel ’round the globe for free
Crazy when your life is a vacation
Rainwater rollin’ off your back, bro
Smiling in the eye of the storm
I stay riding even when I see the tires is gone
I’m really tryin’ to forgive folks
Only human, always learnin’ how this shit go
Yeah, everybody really doin’ they best
Even the ones that be doin’ the most
This life shit really you in a boat
On the ocean, tryna keep it afloat
And stay dry when you bound to be soaked
At some point on this journey
Workin’ on my bucket list until I’m on a gurney
Numb to the pain, can’t nobody else hurt me
I ain’t even fazed when the waters get murky
Always said that I would be retired when I’m thirty
But this shit ain’t even a job, I do this shit in my sleep, kid
I stay on repeat, kid, no matter the season
Got the flow laced like Victoria’s Secret, I’m having fun

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – SEASONS Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

SEASONS
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Verse]
Yeah, people are seasons and you already know
Life is too short for bitch niggas and petty hoes
Flights to the Philippines, flights to the UAE
First-class nigga, why you stuck on who I used to be?
All the shit I wanted from other people I do for me
Life is worth livin’ when you do the shit that you believe
Tryna paint a picture and give you somethin’ that you could see
Working on the daily, it’s comin’ together beautifully
I simplified everything
Broke it all down and noticed I had too many things
Carryin’ baggage I was luggin’ since I was seventeen
Over time, it snowballed crazy, but now I get to breathe
Finally appreciatin’ everything that’s meant for me
I ain’t finna argue with no one, I’d rather let it be
I don’t talk often, it’s better if I just let you speak
I learned to speak the truth more often ’cause it’ll set you free

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – SHE Pt. 2 Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

SHE Part 2
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Verse]
Yeah, she went to Howard U
She not a punk, she open up, that’s what flowers do
Caribbean mami, I went and got a view
Free spirit, we never was playin’ by the rules
I fell hard like people do in the movies
Cupid got me and took me out with a two-piece
Smiled like a wife and eyes that burned through me
She been sittin’ right on my mind for like two weeks
Black and educated, all about the elevation
She been going through a lot, been in better phases
She been living in DC, been to better places
Like me, she is from a different generation
She know the meaning of love, struggle, and dedication
Sitting here like please give me the demonstration
Yeah, she like a painting on the wall of a gallery
People gather to see it and focus like it’s a meditation
Said that she was plotting on her next move
Might move home, thinking next June
Told her that it’s cool on the West Coast
Sunshine catchin’ her vibe, she rolled her eyes
Said I’ll think about it and we can have a couple drinks about it
And if you really want me there, then you should ink about it
A hundred reasons I should choose you
Out of everybody in my view, what you bringing that is new, huh?

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – TIBET Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

TIBET
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Me and my youngin on a world tour
Disneyland in the winter, making plans for the summer
He say a city, we book it, we don’t be thinking ’bout numbers
We eatin’ fancy for dinner, he was with me in the gutter
He saw me hustling back then
Spending my last on Huggies, now we in Aspen
Said he thinking Paris for the fall and the Singapore for the malls
And Durban just for the vibe and Canada for the sky
Aurora borealis
Me and baby boy together witnessing magic
Wouldn’t do it different
I’d rather be with you and I promise to never settle
We toasting virgin mojitos in Cuba, get on our level
Soho House Malibu
Laughin’ up a storm, we made it far from the avenue
Tibetan pilgrimage, tell the family we on sabbatical
Gratitude for the practical
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Uh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
La-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Yeah

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – VULTURES Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

VULTURES
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Verse]
Never fold, in bad times, I let it go
Inventory check, the bad ties, I sever those
Internally, I’ve been to some places that you could never go
Been to Hell, the devil is someone that you should get to know
Gotta know the enemy
Even on my good days, I polish up my memory
Never getting easily distracted by amenities
Really thought you niggas could stop me, this what I’m meant to be
Revenge of the clones, I’m hoping y’all got a check for me
Remember who you tryin’ to emulate when you step to me
Used to give a fuck, but lately I got no empathy
If you ain’t authentic, you basically just a PFP
Not even human, so really it’s like you dead to me
Never was alive, I’m not having fun at all with shrinking you down to size
But I got my hands tied, somebody must do the job
I do it for the culture, aiming straight at the vultures

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – LIFE LESSONS Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

LIFE LESSONS
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I used to dream about the way that I live
I never had a chain, never put a thing on my wrist
I never stunted on these niggas in the illest of whips
But I’m feeling like I should just to do it for kicks
I never was attendin’ a party in some Gabbana
Took a few years of rapping and drop a dollar
Spendin’ all my hard-earned money on some designer
I could buy a whole block in Atlanta for that Gabbana
I was thinking this in ninth grade
Wasn’t with the college ’cause them niggas is not paid
Caught the scam early, I figured I’d do it my way
Find out where it get me
The risky ain’t for the weak, the hustle ain’t for the scary
I’m doing me in my free time
They gon’ make a reason to hate me ’cause I’m a phenom
Independent Black man, I want the whole key lime
And the seat that recline
Sunroof on a crib with a TV that could rewind
Never to your benefit to be what you not
I told my son, “Don’t ever let them niggas see what you got”
So when he flash a couple dollars, I’ll just snatch it out his hands
It’s what happen when you show your money off on the block
Yeah, life lessons in the Jones house
Fast money come and go, I’d rather take the slow route
Never judge, there is always somethin’ you don’t know ’bout
The shit that you’ll be judging, so continue with a closed mouth, you heard that

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – PENNYWISE Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

PENNYWISE
^{this is a track by Kota The Friend}

[Verse]
From hand-me-downs to family trips
Out the country, teacher told me that I can’t be shit
And then I made it and he told me that I can’t be rich
Independent and you know how I’ma answer this
I’m a professional odds-beater
Never a gambling man, ball in the wrong sneakers
Still win it all, nigga, will is a strong teacher
They love to yell they little two cents from the tall bleachers
Regular nigga, they look at me like a Psalms preacher
This bitch over here gon’ say she a darn diva
I looked and said, “So, ho” like we was on Bleecker
I could see your whole truth like I’m a palm reader
Billionaire Boys Club, baby, we all eager
It’s crazy I did everything I said I would
House by the riverside, house by the beach
And a condo in the city mine
Thirty on my passport, feeling like I’m fifty-nine
I’m a mobile light, you ain’t gotta give me shine
Lot of pain, struggle, and resilience living in these lines
Never would’ve even made a head with a wimpy spine
Clown niggas still in the sewer, I call ’em Pennywise
Dudes really know me don’t go against me, it’s never wise
Seeing how I did the impossible way too many times
Never worked well with a ceiling, you gotta let me fly
Still living good through the drama, you niggas getting by
Bye

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Kota The Friend – WALES Lyrics

Kota The Friend Lyrics

WALES
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[Verse]
Belly of the beast flow, running from my destiny
Hand-chosen to give out these recipes for the soul
Apologies in advance to a hater, I know you want me gone
And when they telling me to quit, I hear they want some more
Order up, nigga, lacing up the Chucks, nigga
Chef Curry, never lettin’ up until I’m done with ya
Rap pain and peace, you can’t tame the beast
The rap life give game for free
OG in my corner, I’m grounded, remember where I’m from
Still, I gotta know I ain’t regular, look how far I come
Boy, I’m really him, I was running from the facts
It’s either you embrace it or the universe’ll take it
Call me cocky, homie, I’m sorry that I ain’t basic
I take it back, my nigga, it kills you that I’m amazing
Imagine me apologizing for your entertainment
For changing people’s lives and sharing gifts that I came with
I’m really him, really the G.O.A.T. poet, the coast floatin’
Never showboatin’, in Florida, I’m for sure boatin’
Genius bars quoting from Okinawa to Hoboken
Therapist to people that still healing from homes broken
Don’t let ’em take away your soul, brother
Don’t let them demons make you turn against your own brother
Shit hit the fan, it don’t matter how you identify
When everyone denied you, who was open saying, “Get inside”?
Y’all be focused on the wrong shit
White, Black, Brown, you get shot up by your own kin
White, Black, Brown, I ain’t fucking with that woke shit
TikTok-scrolling-ass thinking that they know shit
Solo on the road trip, rented out a whole whip
Population fifty where I’m staying, mama, don’t trip
I ain’t scared of nothing, even death
Shit, I need the fucking rest ’til that day I’m living blessed, yeah

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^{KOTA THE FRIEND}
WALES
PENNYWISE
LIFE LESSONS
VULTURES
Mt. FUJI
TIBET
SHE Pt. 2
SEASONS
FIDDLE LEAF
PARIS

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Pacman Da Gunman – Examples Lyrics

Pacman Da Gunman Lyrics

Examples
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^{DA’MONTE LYLES AKA PACMAN DA GUNMAN Born July 28, 1991 is an American rapper currently one of the official members to All Money In, an independent record label founded by Nipsey Hussle, Blacc Sam, Fatts, and Adam. Born and raised in sunny California, he grew up in South Los Angeles specifically the Crenshaw District.}

Rican Da Menace – Uh Ohhh Lyrics

Rican Da Menace Lyrics

Uh Ohh
^{this track by Rican Da Menace features Chrisean Rock}

Uh oh, here we go again
He said he was done with me, but here he go again
I don’t want no fools run up, ooh, I want the friends
I heard he got his money up, I made him broke again

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