Temporary euphoria (or a release)
Hm, yeah, especially if you constantly gotta work
And do things that you might not wanna do (mmm)
That's like temporary happiness real quick (it's an escape)
Yeah, I make music about that because I feel like it gets to a point
Where you live so much of your life in that state because you work so much (Ugh)
It's been years that I been doin' the same shit
Motherf*ckers like to use that word, "Toxic"
But that's the internet word that people like to attach to shit
I don't think that's an internet word
I think that's a real word that really means something
(Temporary euphoria) Motherf*ckers, like, that's the new shit though
Motherf*ckers like using that word
Toxic's been around for, like, centuries
It's like I'm out this motherf*cker for a lil' bit when we bullshit
(It's an escape) That's how I feel about it
(Shakespeare used it) That's a Twitter word
(Taming of the Shrew) Anything that doesn't apply to you, feel me?
Yes, ah, you feel me, rainbows and butterflies
I f*ck around, drink, and bullshit (They gon' be like, "It was toxic")
Bustin' random chicks and pop some E and bullshit
But if you sing and that shit
Then people want you to make some shit that's romantic or sweet
It's like, "F*ck it," like (it's an escape)
So if you sing some real shit, like what's toxic, what's real?
Honestly, (Okay, I get that, that can be)
Like I know I gotta wake up in the morning and go to work
So lemme bullshit
This right here euphoria, the thing that come with this shit
It's like reality times ten
Every year be from like ten years
As far as the people that you meet, the places that you go
Temporary euphoria (or a release)
So it's because of that, that's why I'm gonna approach shit
A lil' more in retrospect, and it might come out harsh
But I think it's just more honest
Let's just keep that shit honest, f*ck it
What purpose do your vices serve in your life?
Brent Faiyaz - Wasteland Album Lyrics
Brent Faiyaz - Wasteland Lyrics
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Jonathan Wells, Jordan Ware, Jorja Alice Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
LOOSE CHANGE
Oh
Oh
What's left of us?
What's left of our lives?
It's only you, it's only me
It's only us at the end of the night
I remember when you couldn't tell me a thing
Now you talk so much, it drives me insane
But you got you some great
Hmm, so what can I say to you?
But I'm off that, had to fall back
You got everybody thinkin' I'm all bad (ah)
You know the truth
I was always holdin' you down
You down (here we go again)
And then what we see ain't
What it seems or feels, girl
What is love? (What's that?)
Love, what is love?
Would you believe it if I told you all about it?
About how pressure just keep addin' up (addin' up, up)
Then we just get mad and f*ck
We was livin' fast as f*ck (fast as f*ck)
Just don't get me high enough
All these people always lyin' ' bout something
I'm sorry I'm so fly, so what?
F*ck I'ma be sorry for?
I was countin' zeros, I'm a hometown hero
Niggas (mmm) green like CeeLo
These niggas do anything for some C-Notes (mmm-hmm-mmm)
I worked hard, hit Mercedes, buy some free cars (Hmm-mmm)
I know this nigga's worse off, maybe my sense of
Reality is turned off, who the f*ck knows?
I just make songs, who am I to tell us how this shit goes?
It's sarcasm by the way (ah, shit)
You wanna be my equal, you won't even do the half (no)
This shit don't add up, no, you don't even know the math, yeah
It ain't even the half, who said it's gon' even last?
F*ck that nigga, sometimes I wanna beat your ass
Wait, but you know I won't do that, oh
I'm sorry I said that, you know I ain't mean it
Yeah, yeah, I swear the fame ain't changed shit, but who am I?
You see the Patek and you think a nigga blowin' time
Is you blind?
And then what we see ain't
What it seems or feels, girl
What is love? (What's that?)
What is love? (Girl)
And then what we see ain't
What it seems or feels, girl
What is love, love?
Ah, shit
Here we go again
Oh
What's left of us?
What's left of our lives?
It's only you, it's only me
It's only us at the end of the night
I remember when you couldn't tell me a thing
Now you talk so much, it drives me insane
But you got you some great
Hmm, so what can I say to you?
But I'm off that, had to fall back
You got everybody thinkin' I'm all bad (ah)
You know the truth
I was always holdin' you down
You down (here we go again)
And then what we see ain't
What it seems or feels, girl
What is love? (What's that?)
Love, what is love?
Would you believe it if I told you all about it?
About how pressure just keep addin' up (addin' up, up)
Then we just get mad and f*ck
We was livin' fast as f*ck (fast as f*ck)
Just don't get me high enough
All these people always lyin' ' bout something
I'm sorry I'm so fly, so what?
F*ck I'ma be sorry for?
I was countin' zeros, I'm a hometown hero
Niggas (mmm) green like CeeLo
These niggas do anything for some C-Notes (mmm-hmm-mmm)
I worked hard, hit Mercedes, buy some free cars (Hmm-mmm)
I know this nigga's worse off, maybe my sense of
Reality is turned off, who the f*ck knows?
I just make songs, who am I to tell us how this shit goes?
It's sarcasm by the way (ah, shit)
You wanna be my equal, you won't even do the half (no)
This shit don't add up, no, you don't even know the math, yeah
It ain't even the half, who said it's gon' even last?
F*ck that nigga, sometimes I wanna beat your ass
Wait, but you know I won't do that, oh
I'm sorry I said that, you know I ain't mean it
Yeah, yeah, I swear the fame ain't changed shit, but who am I?
You see the Patek and you think a nigga blowin' time
Is you blind?
And then what we see ain't
What it seems or feels, girl
What is love? (What's that?)
What is love? (Girl)
And then what we see ain't
What it seems or feels, girl
What is love, love?
Ah, shit
Here we go again
Writer: Christopher B. Wood, Dion Wilson, Eliot Dubock, Fabbien Kallet Nahounou, Jordan Maillard Ware, Raphael Saadiq, Terius Youngdell Nash
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Gravity
(One-two, one-two)
I'm on
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long
I don't want you waiting too long
She hold me down like gravity
We on front page of them blogs
Would you be mad at me if the whole world
Knew the-, we was on? It would be tragedy
Y'all niggas be globe-trotting like travel teams
You always in my travel dreams
Lace up two 3-stripes and I'm gone
But you just want me home
Shorty hit my jack like
"What the f*ck you doin?" Bitch I'm all alone
You gon' press me now?
Is you gon' stress me out and cuss me out?
I had my fair share of women, feelings don't catch me now
I'm on (don't act like I'm average, come on)
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want (superstar status)
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
It's not that I'm over you (not over girl)
But I got things to do (come on)
It's too much to be your boyfriend, too much
And you ain't making this much easier
If I only knew this
When I used to be your best friend
You see me blowing up
I'm on (don't act like I'm average, come on)
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want (superstar status)
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
Yeah, see I'm a star, look at me from afar
Hard to be down to earth, when you nesting on mars
You comment on how I move, too much space to assume (I'm just saying)
But I'ma tell you the truth, shit
Now when I'm gone, and I roam 'round the globe
For three months that's too long without something that's sweet
So I phone little treats, that's a snack, not a feast
They don't mean much to me
'Cause I know that I have a bakery back at home
Am I wrong for-, f*ck, come on
I'm on (don't act like I'm average, come on)
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want (superstar status)
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
I don't want you waiting too long
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
I don't want you waiting too long
I'm on
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long
I don't want you waiting too long
She hold me down like gravity
We on front page of them blogs
Would you be mad at me if the whole world
Knew the-, we was on? It would be tragedy
Y'all niggas be globe-trotting like travel teams
You always in my travel dreams
Lace up two 3-stripes and I'm gone
But you just want me home
Shorty hit my jack like
"What the f*ck you doin?" Bitch I'm all alone
You gon' press me now?
Is you gon' stress me out and cuss me out?
I had my fair share of women, feelings don't catch me now
I'm on (don't act like I'm average, come on)
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want (superstar status)
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
It's not that I'm over you (not over girl)
But I got things to do (come on)
It's too much to be your boyfriend, too much
And you ain't making this much easier
If I only knew this
When I used to be your best friend
You see me blowing up
I'm on (don't act like I'm average, come on)
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want (superstar status)
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
Yeah, see I'm a star, look at me from afar
Hard to be down to earth, when you nesting on mars
You comment on how I move, too much space to assume (I'm just saying)
But I'ma tell you the truth, shit
Now when I'm gone, and I roam 'round the globe
For three months that's too long without something that's sweet
So I phone little treats, that's a snack, not a feast
They don't mean much to me
'Cause I know that I have a bakery back at home
Am I wrong for-, f*ck, come on
I'm on (don't act like I'm average, come on)
But you want me home (home)
I'd get you what you want (superstar status)
But you want me alone (I'm gone, baby I'm active)
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
I don't want you waiting too long
You held me up when I was down and out
But I don't want you waiting 'round for me
I don't want you waiting too long (she hold me down)
(She hold me down)
I don't want you waiting too long
Writer: Christopher Wood, Dacoury Natche, Steve Lacy, Tyler Okonma
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
HEAL YOUR HEART (Interlude)
I was outside every day, tryna make it home to you, baby
When I get on it's gon' be amazing, when we get it on, it's amazing
Let's talk about us if you'll hear me out
They only love me 'cause they see me getting money now
F*ck the whole front row at the show if you ain't there
Don't nobody got you like I do (but you know that)
Can't nobody, patch you up like new
I know your flaws, I know what makes you who you are, girl (I know what you're all about)
I wish I had all the answers to heal your heart
When I get on it's gon' be amazing, when we get it on, it's amazing
Let's talk about us if you'll hear me out
They only love me 'cause they see me getting money now
F*ck the whole front row at the show if you ain't there
Don't nobody got you like I do (but you know that)
Can't nobody, patch you up like new
I know your flaws, I know what makes you who you are, girl (I know what you're all about)
I wish I had all the answers to heal your heart
Writer: Christopher Wood, Eliot Peter Phillip Dubock, Mike Blud
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, EMPIRE PUBLISHING
SKIT: EGOMANIAC
"You aight?"
"You seemed happy that I was the one to have your first child
But you don't treat me like it, like, what the f*ck?
You know I'm not from LA, I don't have any family out here
So I have no support system during my pregnancy
And you said, "Don't worry about it"
That you were the only love and support I needed
What the f*ck happened to that?
I feel very f*ckin' alone
And if you meant what you said, that should really concern you
You respond very fast to every bitch
Except the person that's carrying your child, wow"
"Texting every bitch? That's crazy
This my manager texting me, it's cool though
I'ma kill this drink and just wait downstairs for my ride to the airport
'Cause I don't wanna make you more upset
Bye, baby, bye lil' baby, daddy will be back soon
Alright, love you
Damn alright then, I'ma see you tomorrow night"
"Goodbye, Chris"
"You seemed happy that I was the one to have your first child
But you don't treat me like it, like, what the f*ck?
You know I'm not from LA, I don't have any family out here
So I have no support system during my pregnancy
And you said, "Don't worry about it"
That you were the only love and support I needed
What the f*ck happened to that?
I feel very f*ckin' alone
And if you meant what you said, that should really concern you
You respond very fast to every bitch
Except the person that's carrying your child, wow"
"Texting every bitch? That's crazy
This my manager texting me, it's cool though
I'ma kill this drink and just wait downstairs for my ride to the airport
'Cause I don't wanna make you more upset
Bye, baby, bye lil' baby, daddy will be back soon
Alright, love you
Damn alright then, I'ma see you tomorrow night"
"Goodbye, Chris"
Writer: Christopher Wood, Jonathan Wells, Jordan Ware, Michael Bludson
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
ALL MINE
Yeah
It's alright, yeah
Yeah, you know how it feels, yeah
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine (it's alright)
Baby, let's keep it real
We both still young, so what's the rush?
The night is young and we not drunk enough
You come around if I don't do too much
We had our downs but we had way more ups, let's make love
That be the reason that you always hit me up (I swear)
You like the way I f*ck 'cause I get rough
You told me your new man don't make you nut, that's a damn shame
You come here, I'll knock your pussy out the damn frame
Remember that last time I made you miss your damn plane?
Remember that last time I wet you down with champagne (remember that?)
And I know that I've been the worst (oh)
But I love you better (ooh)
If you let me
Let's catch a flight, change the weather
And I promise forever
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you know how it feels, you know how it feels)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you know how it feels)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (to be mine, you're mine)
All mine, all mine, all mine (it's alright)
Baby, let's keep it real
If only I could pay the bills with my love for you (ooh)
We'd be the richest in the f*ckin' room
Ayy, we'd be so comfortable
Girl, it's only you for me, no lie, lie
I'll drop what they offered
They're not who I want them to be
That's not an offer to me
If you're around, baby
When you ain't with me, you feel alone (alone)
And I was wonderin' if you've always known?
You don't have to be perfect, I feel like it's worth it
I know now that I've been the worst (oh)
But I love you better (ooh)
If you let me
Let's catch a flight, change the weather
And I promise forever
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you know how it feels, you know how it feels)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you're mine)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you're mine)
All mine, all mine, all mine (it's alright)
Baby, let's keep it real
It's alright, yeah
Yeah, you know how it feels, yeah
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine (it's alright)
Baby, let's keep it real
We both still young, so what's the rush?
The night is young and we not drunk enough
You come around if I don't do too much
We had our downs but we had way more ups, let's make love
That be the reason that you always hit me up (I swear)
You like the way I f*ck 'cause I get rough
You told me your new man don't make you nut, that's a damn shame
You come here, I'll knock your pussy out the damn frame
Remember that last time I made you miss your damn plane?
Remember that last time I wet you down with champagne (remember that?)
And I know that I've been the worst (oh)
But I love you better (ooh)
If you let me
Let's catch a flight, change the weather
And I promise forever
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you know how it feels, you know how it feels)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you know how it feels)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (to be mine, you're mine)
All mine, all mine, all mine (it's alright)
Baby, let's keep it real
If only I could pay the bills with my love for you (ooh)
We'd be the richest in the f*ckin' room
Ayy, we'd be so comfortable
Girl, it's only you for me, no lie, lie
I'll drop what they offered
They're not who I want them to be
That's not an offer to me
If you're around, baby
When you ain't with me, you feel alone (alone)
And I was wonderin' if you've always known?
You don't have to be perfect, I feel like it's worth it
I know now that I've been the worst (oh)
But I love you better (ooh)
If you let me
Let's catch a flight, change the weather
And I promise forever
All mine, all mine, yeah
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you know how it feels, you know how it feels)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you're mine)
All mine, all mine, all mine, yeah (it's alright)
All mine, all mine, yeah (you're mine)
All mine, all mine, all mine (it's alright)
Baby, let's keep it real
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
PRICE OF FAME
Mmm
Mmm-mmm, mmm, mmm
Ayy, yeah
Look, look
They just wanna take me off of here
They just wanna knock me off my square, look at that
I can't fake a smile, it's hard to wear
And I can't show no love, that shit too rare
Is it 'cause my whip so fast you don't see no flaws? (Whew, whew)
Is it 'cause my bitch so bad she blew you off? Look at that
All of the things they want
They don't know why they want it (I know, look)
They don't wanna give you time to heal
They just wanna bleed you dry, for real
And if you're comfortable to let no one know (yeah)
They'll f*ck it up (I know), that's right (yeah-yeah), look
(The fame)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(Glitz and glam)
It isn't everything (everything)
(People screamin' your name)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(The demands)
It isn't everything
They just wanna take me off of here
They just wanna knock me off my square, look at that
I can't fake a smile, it's hard to wear
And I can't show no love, that shit too rare
Is it 'cause my whip so fast you don't see no flaws? (Whew, whew)
Is it 'cause my bitch so bad she blew you off? Look at that
All of the thin's they want
They don't know why they want it (I know, look)
They don't wanna give you time to heal
They just wanna bleed you dry, for real
And if you're comfortable to let no one know (yeah)
They'll f*ck it up (I know), that's right (yeah-yeah), look
(The fame)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(Glitz and glam)
It isn't everything (everything)
(People screamin' your name)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(The demands)
It isn't everything
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
You don't need someone to make you feel better
Than you've ever felt (ooh, you don't)
What you need is someone who will be there
When you don't feel yourself (ooh)
Oh, I ain't sellin' dreams to you, baby
Girl, it ain't my style
I never said that I was the best in the world (nobody perfect)
But I'm the best for you, girl (and so it's worth it)
Could you stay for a while?
Why do you think I'm leavin'?
It's on you, all of it (oh, oh)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real (I'm real, mmm)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
Hard to still try
You still get mad at the sky
'Cause you been fightin' all your life (fightin' all your life)
I've been prayin' for ya
Even though sometimes it's like I don't know ya
But some time is all we have (the present is a blessin')
(If you didn't know, stop f*ckin' around)
Oh, I ain't sellin' dreams to you, baby
Girl, it ain't my style
I never said that I was the best in the world
But I'm the best for you, girl
Could you stay for a while?
A while (woah)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real (oh-woah)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
Mmm-mmm, mmm, mmm
Ayy, yeah
Look, look
They just wanna take me off of here
They just wanna knock me off my square, look at that
I can't fake a smile, it's hard to wear
And I can't show no love, that shit too rare
Is it 'cause my whip so fast you don't see no flaws? (Whew, whew)
Is it 'cause my bitch so bad she blew you off? Look at that
All of the things they want
They don't know why they want it (I know, look)
They don't wanna give you time to heal
They just wanna bleed you dry, for real
And if you're comfortable to let no one know (yeah)
They'll f*ck it up (I know), that's right (yeah-yeah), look
(The fame)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(Glitz and glam)
It isn't everything (everything)
(People screamin' your name)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(The demands)
It isn't everything
They just wanna take me off of here
They just wanna knock me off my square, look at that
I can't fake a smile, it's hard to wear
And I can't show no love, that shit too rare
Is it 'cause my whip so fast you don't see no flaws? (Whew, whew)
Is it 'cause my bitch so bad she blew you off? Look at that
All of the thin's they want
They don't know why they want it (I know, look)
They don't wanna give you time to heal
They just wanna bleed you dry, for real
And if you're comfortable to let no one know (yeah)
They'll f*ck it up (I know), that's right (yeah-yeah), look
(The fame)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(Glitz and glam)
It isn't everything (everything)
(People screamin' your name)
I swear it isn't everything (everything)
(The demands)
It isn't everything
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
You don't need someone to make you feel better
Than you've ever felt (ooh, you don't)
What you need is someone who will be there
When you don't feel yourself (ooh)
Oh, I ain't sellin' dreams to you, baby
Girl, it ain't my style
I never said that I was the best in the world (nobody perfect)
But I'm the best for you, girl (and so it's worth it)
Could you stay for a while?
Why do you think I'm leavin'?
It's on you, all of it (oh, oh)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real (I'm real, mmm)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
Hard to still try
You still get mad at the sky
'Cause you been fightin' all your life (fightin' all your life)
I've been prayin' for ya
Even though sometimes it's like I don't know ya
But some time is all we have (the present is a blessin')
(If you didn't know, stop f*ckin' around)
Oh, I ain't sellin' dreams to you, baby
Girl, it ain't my style
I never said that I was the best in the world
But I'm the best for you, girl
Could you stay for a while?
A while (woah)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real (oh-woah)
If you feel what I feel
You know that I'm real
Writer: Jacob Dutton, Christopher Brent Wood, Samuel Wishkoski, Christopher Ruelas, Jason Avalos, Sherif Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
GHETTO GATSBY
I'm sorry I've been out of touch
You said I be out of town too much
Flying in the wind, I'm Gatsby (uh)
I'm probably faded when you see me on the TV, I can't help that
I'm just playing cards I was dealt bad
But I got models in the Sprinter
I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it
Move you to a place, still ain't what you wanted
New new face, still not Lauren London
But you're still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the backseat
Windows down, I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the Sprinter
(Uh)
Sprinter
Count it up
In the Sprinter, Sprinter
It's never enough
I just overpaid for a Maybach
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Told you hit up Baby for the new strap
Yeah, I got it on me, on me
My life is gold and I love the rush
I like your bitch on me (oh, baby), on me
I need it all the time, I don't play 'bout mine
I'm sorry I've been outta touch
You said I be out of town too much
Flying in the wind, I'm Gatsby (uh)
I'm probably faded when you see me on the TV, I can't help that
I'm just playing cards I was dealt bad
But I got models in the Sprinter
I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it
Move you to a place, still ain't what you wanted
New new face, still not Lauren London
But you're still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the backseat
Windows down, I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the Sprinter
Uh
They said they be balling, why they lying?
Tryna stunt like they be on the pines
F*ck a wine-and-dine, we do dinner now
Read between the lines, we be in and out
Bring the car out front and walk me out
Driver ain't outside my house
I'm staying in tonight, I'm feeling really nice
Good views, good weed, wearing plenty ice
Blew three hundred thousand on me yesterday
Know me, baby, you could check my resume
Been rich, been paid, all this art inspire me
Been fire, can't nobody fire me
Been I, we know who you tryna be
Dumb fly, ain't nobody high as me
Baby, I'm a choosy lover, Isley
Rely on me like pages in your diary
You said I be out of town too much
Flying in the wind, I'm Gatsby (uh)
I'm probably faded when you see me on the TV, I can't help that
I'm just playing cards I was dealt bad
But I got models in the Sprinter
I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it
Move you to a place, still ain't what you wanted
New new face, still not Lauren London
But you're still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the backseat
Windows down, I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the Sprinter
(Uh)
Sprinter
Count it up
In the Sprinter, Sprinter
It's never enough
I just overpaid for a Maybach
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Told you hit up Baby for the new strap
Yeah, I got it on me, on me
My life is gold and I love the rush
I like your bitch on me (oh, baby), on me
I need it all the time, I don't play 'bout mine
I'm sorry I've been outta touch
You said I be out of town too much
Flying in the wind, I'm Gatsby (uh)
I'm probably faded when you see me on the TV, I can't help that
I'm just playing cards I was dealt bad
But I got models in the Sprinter
I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it
Move you to a place, still ain't what you wanted
New new face, still not Lauren London
But you're still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the backseat
Windows down, I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the Sprinter
Uh
They said they be balling, why they lying?
Tryna stunt like they be on the pines
F*ck a wine-and-dine, we do dinner now
Read between the lines, we be in and out
Bring the car out front and walk me out
Driver ain't outside my house
I'm staying in tonight, I'm feeling really nice
Good views, good weed, wearing plenty ice
Blew three hundred thousand on me yesterday
Know me, baby, you could check my resume
Been rich, been paid, all this art inspire me
Been fire, can't nobody fire me
Been I, we know who you tryna be
Dumb fly, ain't nobody high as me
Baby, I'm a choosy lover, Isley
Rely on me like pages in your diary
Writer: Alicia Cook, Christopher Wood, Jordan Ware, Nash Terius, Raphael Siddiq
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Wasting Time
You can't even sit in peace
'Cause all of these niggas be on you
I'm just sayin' I can be (yeah)
The one that you call and you talk to, girl
I'll share my world with you
If you're gonna waste your time (yeah)
Then waste your time with me
I mean, honestly
Open your eyes and see, who's givin' you what you need
If you're gonna waste your time
Then waste your time with me
You could have all the space
More than you need
It's no pressure, girl
If they got time to waste (waste)
Waste it with me
And I ain't worried 'bout them (oh)
Girl, you all that I see (all that I see)
And I am who I am (oh)
And I be where I be (where I be)
If you ever hit me on the late night (yeah)
I'll give you a clear mind
Might give you some insight
I'll share my world with you
If you're gonna waste your time (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Then waste your time with me
I mean, honestly
Open your eyes and see, who's givin' you what you need
If you're gonna waste your time
Then waste your time with me
You can have all the space
More than you need
It's no pressure, girl
If they got time to waste (waste)
Waste it with me
Don't close your eyes to get away (ooh)
Just bang my line and I'll arrange it (ooh)
Beautiful, girl, you're stainless
You'll be fine, I'll be painless, yeah
All I'm drinkin' is champagne
All you want is the same thing
Yeah
The Ten Thousand Building, get your ass an apartment
Put you inside a G-Class, that's just a starter kit
Plenty things count in life, but none of 'em is a thought of it
New piece around my neck, it's chest games
'Cause shorty stay with calculated moves like Beth Harmon
Swear I'm more "Purple Rain" Prince than Prince Charmin'
Disappointment, I stay expectin' it, the pessimist
Gold medalist, flushed the Magnums just so they not collectin' my specimens, damn
The way she with papi, man, you would think she's a veteran on remembrance
Cleanin' lady sweep the room daily for all the evidence of everything I ever did
Do they have a pool there? Do they have a gym there?
You used to do skincare, but now you do swimwear
Your ex-roommate got a condo that's downtown
But she got no furniture in the crib, I been there
Checkmate, even though you hate that I even check her
I'll still get an E for effort
Only time I play the back and forth is Aaliyah record
If I let you talk first, then nobody is speakin' second
Fluent in passive aggression, that's why you actin' dismissive
Hearin' me out for once would require you actually listen, damn (damn)
The boy is back, I never turned my back
I just lapped 'em, so now all that they see is my back
Say that then, Maybach Benz with me in the back
When I was in Acura, I still couldn't clean up my act
Whenever I tell the truth, you feel like you bein' attacked
But that come with bein' attached, so how 'bout we leave it at that?
If you're gonna waste your time
Then waste your time with me
You can have all the space
More than you need
It's no pressure, girl
If they got time to waste (waste)
Waste it with me
'Cause all of these niggas be on you
I'm just sayin' I can be (yeah)
The one that you call and you talk to, girl
I'll share my world with you
If you're gonna waste your time (yeah)
Then waste your time with me
I mean, honestly
Open your eyes and see, who's givin' you what you need
If you're gonna waste your time
Then waste your time with me
You could have all the space
More than you need
It's no pressure, girl
If they got time to waste (waste)
Waste it with me
And I ain't worried 'bout them (oh)
Girl, you all that I see (all that I see)
And I am who I am (oh)
And I be where I be (where I be)
If you ever hit me on the late night (yeah)
I'll give you a clear mind
Might give you some insight
I'll share my world with you
If you're gonna waste your time (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Then waste your time with me
I mean, honestly
Open your eyes and see, who's givin' you what you need
If you're gonna waste your time
Then waste your time with me
You can have all the space
More than you need
It's no pressure, girl
If they got time to waste (waste)
Waste it with me
Don't close your eyes to get away (ooh)
Just bang my line and I'll arrange it (ooh)
Beautiful, girl, you're stainless
You'll be fine, I'll be painless, yeah
All I'm drinkin' is champagne
All you want is the same thing
Yeah
The Ten Thousand Building, get your ass an apartment
Put you inside a G-Class, that's just a starter kit
Plenty things count in life, but none of 'em is a thought of it
New piece around my neck, it's chest games
'Cause shorty stay with calculated moves like Beth Harmon
Swear I'm more "Purple Rain" Prince than Prince Charmin'
Disappointment, I stay expectin' it, the pessimist
Gold medalist, flushed the Magnums just so they not collectin' my specimens, damn
The way she with papi, man, you would think she's a veteran on remembrance
Cleanin' lady sweep the room daily for all the evidence of everything I ever did
Do they have a pool there? Do they have a gym there?
You used to do skincare, but now you do swimwear
Your ex-roommate got a condo that's downtown
But she got no furniture in the crib, I been there
Checkmate, even though you hate that I even check her
I'll still get an E for effort
Only time I play the back and forth is Aaliyah record
If I let you talk first, then nobody is speakin' second
Fluent in passive aggression, that's why you actin' dismissive
Hearin' me out for once would require you actually listen, damn (damn)
The boy is back, I never turned my back
I just lapped 'em, so now all that they see is my back
Say that then, Maybach Benz with me in the back
When I was in Acura, I still couldn't clean up my act
Whenever I tell the truth, you feel like you bein' attacked
But that come with bein' attached, so how 'bout we leave it at that?
If you're gonna waste your time
Then waste your time with me
You can have all the space
More than you need
It's no pressure, girl
If they got time to waste (waste)
Waste it with me
Writer: Aubrey Graham, Chad Hugo, Christopher Wood, Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
ROLLING STONE
(Ayy, somebody got a J I could light in this bitch?)
I'm a rolling stone (stone)
I'm too wild for you to own
In a whip that's meant to speed (phew-phew-phew)
If I hurt you, would you leave?
I learned the game from some heavyweights
Catching buses, making change from another play (change)
I still got demons from my younger days
I wish I could shake 'em but they follow me
I wish I could take it easy but these fans watch
Ask my mama, I been hustling since the sandbox
I'm a rolling stone
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
Bitch, you just spilled Louis XIII on my McQueens
(Damn, back the f*ck up)
I got all this pimp shit up in my genes
Oh
Blame that on my mother
I can't go nowhere that's less than me
Ask my lovers, I'm troubled
First I'm exciting, then I'm gaslighting, make up your mind
I'm rich as f*ck and I ain't nothing at the same time
People hate me and they love me at the same time (damn, damn, damn)
I guess I'm everything and nothing at the same time
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
(I'm a rolling stone)
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
I'm a rolling stone (stone)
I'm too wild for you to own
In a whip that's meant to speed (phew-phew-phew)
If I hurt you, would you leave?
I learned the game from some heavyweights
Catching buses, making change from another play (change)
I still got demons from my younger days
I wish I could shake 'em but they follow me
I wish I could take it easy but these fans watch
Ask my mama, I been hustling since the sandbox
I'm a rolling stone
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
Bitch, you just spilled Louis XIII on my McQueens
(Damn, back the f*ck up)
I got all this pimp shit up in my genes
Oh
Blame that on my mother
I can't go nowhere that's less than me
Ask my lovers, I'm troubled
First I'm exciting, then I'm gaslighting, make up your mind
I'm rich as f*ck and I ain't nothing at the same time
People hate me and they love me at the same time (damn, damn, damn)
I guess I'm everything and nothing at the same time
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
(I'm a rolling stone)
I'm sorry in advance if I let you down
Writer: Christopher Ruelas, Christopher Wood, Coop Truth, Jacob Dutton, Nash Terius
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, EMPIRE PUBLISHING
FYTB
Shawty, it's only you and me
F*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Yeah, holla if you hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could've worked it out, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Lately, I been lookin' for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain't the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
'Cause I'm runnin' out
And that's on me
I'm a hot nigga, check my degrees
NUWO my bitch and my tees
Mark came through at like three
Fabe brought like ten
And Buddha came through with the E
Rollin' all night, session at three
Woah, stop it
I can't do no talkin'
I was just f*cked up, nigga got back up
Now these bad bitches keep stalkin'
Uh, money keep callin'
Pussy ass niggas keep stallin'
Yeah, nigga just touched down, I just got bust down
Brand new wrist, how I'm ballin'
Yeah, f*ck a bag up, can't call it
Yeah, bitch, ooh, it's a Friday
I get my money in five ways, I'm in the driveway
Diamonds on me like Zimbabwe
Uh, bitches love me like Beyoncé
All black boy like I'm Chauncey
Nigga just blasé, blasé, bitch, I don't partake
I get that bread, I don't parlay
Ooh, bitch, uh, niggas ain't mindin' they business
I'm rich and they gettin' offended
Niggas be timid, I'm in your bitch like a dentist (for real)
All my money blue and teal, yeah
I just woke up in the hills, yeah
I was just f*cked up, nigga got back up
I can tell you how it feel, yeah
I just woke up popped a seal, yeah
I just woke up signed a deal, bitch
And I'm still in the field, yeah
F*ck them niggas, how they feel, yeah
What I told her?
Shawty, it's only you and me
F*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Yeah, holla if you hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could've worked it out, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Lately, I been lookin' for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain't the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
'Cause I'm runnin' out
And that's on purpose
I'm a cold nigga, watch how I work it
NUWO my bitch and my curtains
Come around here get nervous
Juan threw me a oop
Hammer came through with some 30s
Geekin' all night, flyin' out early
F*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Yeah, holla if you hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could've worked it out, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Lately, I been lookin' for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain't the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
'Cause I'm runnin' out
And that's on me
I'm a hot nigga, check my degrees
NUWO my bitch and my tees
Mark came through at like three
Fabe brought like ten
And Buddha came through with the E
Rollin' all night, session at three
Woah, stop it
I can't do no talkin'
I was just f*cked up, nigga got back up
Now these bad bitches keep stalkin'
Uh, money keep callin'
Pussy ass niggas keep stallin'
Yeah, nigga just touched down, I just got bust down
Brand new wrist, how I'm ballin'
Yeah, f*ck a bag up, can't call it
Yeah, bitch, ooh, it's a Friday
I get my money in five ways, I'm in the driveway
Diamonds on me like Zimbabwe
Uh, bitches love me like Beyoncé
All black boy like I'm Chauncey
Nigga just blasé, blasé, bitch, I don't partake
I get that bread, I don't parlay
Ooh, bitch, uh, niggas ain't mindin' they business
I'm rich and they gettin' offended
Niggas be timid, I'm in your bitch like a dentist (for real)
All my money blue and teal, yeah
I just woke up in the hills, yeah
I was just f*cked up, nigga got back up
I can tell you how it feel, yeah
I just woke up popped a seal, yeah
I just woke up signed a deal, bitch
And I'm still in the field, yeah
F*ck them niggas, how they feel, yeah
What I told her?
Shawty, it's only you and me
F*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Yeah, holla if you hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could've worked it out, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Lately, I been lookin' for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain't the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
'Cause I'm runnin' out
And that's on purpose
I'm a cold nigga, watch how I work it
NUWO my bitch and my curtains
Come around here get nervous
Juan threw me a oop
Hammer came through with some 30s
Geekin' all night, flyin' out early
Writer: Che J. Pope, Christopher Brent Wood, David Hughes, Jonathan Adugna Negero
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
SKIT: OBLIVION
Ayy, my man, you can put that privacy window up? Thank you
I'm tryna have some more fun with you
Well, the night ain't over yet
You wanna ask your driver to make a detour?
Nah, It's cool, pass me that bottle though?
Yeah, here
Thank you
Damn, I'm drunk as shit
Aight, there you go, you want some more?
Yeah, but just a little bit
Ah, you lightweight
Oh my god, shut up
Damn, you made me spill my shit again
That's what you get
Hold on, let me down this shit
You gon' pass out before you even get to the airport
Hell yeah
Damn, who blowin my shit up yo? Ah shit
Who is it?
It's my bitch
She prolly saw us on the red carpet tonight
Shit, I don't know
It's not a big deal anyway, it ain't like y'all got a baby or nothing
You wild, damn, I need another drink
F*ck it
Damn, I don't wanna leave you right now
I know, I don't wanna leave you now either
But I'mma see you again tomorrow when I get back to LA
Aight cool
How much longer till we get to yout hotel?
I don't know, maybe ten minutes?
How far was the hotel from the airport?
Ah shit, about thirty
That's all the time I need
Damn
Lemme tell him drop you off after you take me to the airport
You can tell him in ten minutes
Oh shit
Lemme get that for you
I'm tryna have some more fun with you
Well, the night ain't over yet
You wanna ask your driver to make a detour?
Nah, It's cool, pass me that bottle though?
Yeah, here
Thank you
Damn, I'm drunk as shit
Aight, there you go, you want some more?
Yeah, but just a little bit
Ah, you lightweight
Oh my god, shut up
Damn, you made me spill my shit again
That's what you get
Hold on, let me down this shit
You gon' pass out before you even get to the airport
Hell yeah
Damn, who blowin my shit up yo? Ah shit
Who is it?
It's my bitch
She prolly saw us on the red carpet tonight
Shit, I don't know
It's not a big deal anyway, it ain't like y'all got a baby or nothing
You wild, damn, I need another drink
F*ck it
Damn, I don't wanna leave you right now
I know, I don't wanna leave you now either
But I'mma see you again tomorrow when I get back to LA
Aight cool
How much longer till we get to yout hotel?
I don't know, maybe ten minutes?
How far was the hotel from the airport?
Ah shit, about thirty
That's all the time I need
Damn
Lemme tell him drop you off after you take me to the airport
You can tell him in ten minutes
Oh shit
Lemme get that for you
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Jonathan Wells
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
Dead Man Walking
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear (smoke clear, smoke clear)
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear (smoke clear)
I got diamonds doin' toosie slides in both ears
Dice rollin' on the Las Vegas strip tonight
Slip that on and we might miss the fight
F*ck a knot, I keep the guala in my shorty bag
You know she one of mine, when she tattoo that ass
I'm a lover boy
She love the toys (yeah)
Keep it comin', you a rider
This that roll myself a J and count my figure shit
This that steppin' out, I feel like I'm that nigga shit
I dropped thirty on this room, we ain't gon' sleep for shit (yeah, yeah)
If I catch you nodding off, then it's gon' be some shit
But you can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (Lord, help me)
You can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (yeah)
F*ck it, I just run it up before I go
Would you tell the world my secrets if I let you close?
MIA
Missing in action
'Cause these days no "Kumbaya"
Niggas be blastin'
Livin' in the midst of
This shit might drive you mad
Feeling pretty mixed up
But this life shit ain't all bad (she work)
Bloody, bloody murder
There ain't no second chances (shit cray)
(Let's f*ck)
Tell her, just do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (Lord, help me)
You can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be, who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (yeah)
Drop the roof and let the smoke clear (smoke clear)
I got diamonds doin' toosie slides in both ears
Dice rollin' on the Las Vegas strip tonight
Slip that on and we might miss the fight
F*ck a knot, I keep the guala in my shorty bag
You know she one of mine, when she tattoo that ass
I'm a lover boy
She love the toys (yeah)
Keep it comin', you a rider
This that roll myself a J and count my figure shit
This that steppin' out, I feel like I'm that nigga shit
I dropped thirty on this room, we ain't gon' sleep for shit (yeah, yeah)
If I catch you nodding off, then it's gon' be some shit
But you can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (Lord, help me)
You can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (yeah)
F*ck it, I just run it up before I go
Would you tell the world my secrets if I let you close?
MIA
Missing in action
'Cause these days no "Kumbaya"
Niggas be blastin'
Livin' in the midst of
This shit might drive you mad
Feeling pretty mixed up
But this life shit ain't all bad (she work)
Bloody, bloody murder
There ain't no second chances (shit cray)
(Let's f*ck)
Tell her, just do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (Lord, help me)
You can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be, who you wanna be
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (yeah)
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, David Patino, Jimi Cravity, Jordan Ware, Sharif Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, A POPULAR MUSE
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, A POPULAR MUSE
ADDICTION
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
I wanna have more threesomes but you're so territorial
I can't even kick it 'cause you watching my story though
I got ones you've seen and I've got some you don't need to know
I done gave more dick than a little
I know I'm the reason that you freaky now
You wish you could be the reason that I settle down
You done gave me all I wanted but I still got reasons
I should f*ck around, I should f*ck around
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's all of the above
Said, said
I said, "A thot gon' be thot," so, I'm like, "F*ck these bitches"
My son got a mother and I love her, so it's different
I'm here for one night, so, baby girl, what you sippin'?
I'm on some bullshit, my '94 Scottie Pippen
So save the last dance is when I'm drunk and when I'm hittin'
Your boyfriend lame, that boy puss', that boy kitten
Like, meow, come home to me now
It's me and my niggas, we lit and we wild
Yeah, and we don't care how you feel inside
It's me and my niggas, f*ck the other side
This is something like murder, no, it's genocide
You niggas livin' lies, this is civilized
Be careful who you judge and who you criticize
It's hard bein' a people person, when they kill their minds
Hard times, sendin' cold chills down my spine
It's dark now, at sunrise, I was feelin' fine
Nothin' on my mind, I swear I didn't wanna die
I'm outside on my grind, I don't believe in time
All these haters clockin' me, these diamonds leave 'em blind
Jealousy and envy, I swear I'm readin' minds
Baby mama called, sayin', "Yeah, you actin' different"
All these drugs and these hoes got you f*ckin' trippin'
I made a million on the road, you'll be happy Christmas
Sayin' I would stay down but you know I didn't, yeah
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's all the above
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
I wanna have more threesomes but you're so territorial
I can't even kick it 'cause you watching my story though
I got ones you've seen and I've got some you don't need to know
I done gave more dick than a little
I know I'm the reason that you freaky now
You wish you could be the reason that I settle down
You done gave me all I wanted but I still got reasons
I should f*ck around, I should f*ck around
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's all of the above
Said, said
I said, "A thot gon' be thot," so, I'm like, "F*ck these bitches"
My son got a mother and I love her, so it's different
I'm here for one night, so, baby girl, what you sippin'?
I'm on some bullshit, my '94 Scottie Pippen
So save the last dance is when I'm drunk and when I'm hittin'
Your boyfriend lame, that boy puss', that boy kitten
Like, meow, come home to me now
It's me and my niggas, we lit and we wild
Yeah, and we don't care how you feel inside
It's me and my niggas, f*ck the other side
This is something like murder, no, it's genocide
You niggas livin' lies, this is civilized
Be careful who you judge and who you criticize
It's hard bein' a people person, when they kill their minds
Hard times, sendin' cold chills down my spine
It's dark now, at sunrise, I was feelin' fine
Nothin' on my mind, I swear I didn't wanna die
I'm outside on my grind, I don't believe in time
All these haters clockin' me, these diamonds leave 'em blind
Jealousy and envy, I swear I'm readin' minds
Baby mama called, sayin', "Yeah, you actin' different"
All these drugs and these hoes got you f*ckin' trippin'
I made a million on the road, you'll be happy Christmas
Sayin' I would stay down but you know I didn't, yeah
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pussy
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's all the above
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Eliot Dubock, Jordan Ware, Tre Amani
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
ROLE MODEL
I'll be your role model
Don't leave the house tomorrow
I gotta meet with Audemars
Tell me what you want
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
Girl, it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?
If this shit don't involve money, I'm off it
I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix
Pop a pill with me before we end it
No more Ghosts, Wraiths or GT3s (no)
No more award shows, no MTV (no)
So you always double back after you leave? (Oh)
This where you gon' go after you came with me
I done seen it all 'fore I turned twenty-three
I could teach you how to ball if you just let a nigga be
We be so high, that's why we so low-key
She wanna fly with you, let's make three
I'll be your role model
Don't leave the house tomorrow
I gotta meet with Audemars
Tell me what you want
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
Girl, it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?
If this shit don't involve money, I'm off it
I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix
Pop a pill with me before we end it
Uh, us against the globe
Don't let your attitude ruin what we got
Never stressing if you just lay low
I'll give you lessons, it's so much to know
Go full speed when I say go (go)
Don't push me when I say no
It don't look cheap 'cause it cost Os
And you can't book me less than ten for a show
I'll be your role model
Don't leave the house tomorrow
I gotta meet with Audemars
Tell me what you want
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
And it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?
If this shit don't involve money, I'm off it
I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix
Pop a pill with me before we end it
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
Man, it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Don't leave the house tomorrow
I gotta meet with Audemars
Tell me what you want
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
Girl, it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?
If this shit don't involve money, I'm off it
I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix
Pop a pill with me before we end it
No more Ghosts, Wraiths or GT3s (no)
No more award shows, no MTV (no)
So you always double back after you leave? (Oh)
This where you gon' go after you came with me
I done seen it all 'fore I turned twenty-three
I could teach you how to ball if you just let a nigga be
We be so high, that's why we so low-key
She wanna fly with you, let's make three
I'll be your role model
Don't leave the house tomorrow
I gotta meet with Audemars
Tell me what you want
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
Girl, it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?
If this shit don't involve money, I'm off it
I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix
Pop a pill with me before we end it
Uh, us against the globe
Don't let your attitude ruin what we got
Never stressing if you just lay low
I'll give you lessons, it's so much to know
Go full speed when I say go (go)
Don't push me when I say no
It don't look cheap 'cause it cost Os
And you can't book me less than ten for a show
I'll be your role model
Don't leave the house tomorrow
I gotta meet with Audemars
Tell me what you want
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
And it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Flawless, lawless, baby, what you call this?
If this shit don't involve money, I'm off it
I can be your role model, Jimi Hendrix
Pop a pill with me before we end it
You say you had enough 'cause my time ain't enough
Man, it's never enough for you
But you can wait until after tomorrow
Writer: Christopher Wood, Dion Wilson, Fabbien Nahounou, Jordan Ware, Malcolm Mays
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
JACKIE BROWN
Only been a few hours, but it feel like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you doin' what you want
I guess I'm doin' what I want
Hope you doin' what you want (what else?)
But what you want?
I don't know
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch front like Jackie Brown
I don't wanna love her, she too down
Will you be my leadin' lady?
I wanna contract, girl, no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doin' what I want)
Need some me-time (hope you doin' what you want)
Maybe I don't love myself, I don't know
Leave me here, I'll f*ck myself
See me in the mirror, I duck myself
Don't need much so f*ck my wealth
Only been a few hours, but it feel like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you doin' what you want
I guess I'm doin' what I want
Hope you doin' what you want (of course)
But what you want?
I don't know
(You can play it loud?)
Crib by the beach like Ordell
No Beaumont, my killas don't tell
Chateau Marmont, grab the Louis off the shelf
Now my bitch addicted to Chanel
Will you be my leadin' lady?
I want a contract, girl, no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doin' what I want)
Get some me-time (I don't know)
(Hope you doin' what you want)
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch fine like Jackie Brown
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you doin' what you want
I guess I'm doin' what I want
Hope you doin' what you want (what else?)
But what you want?
I don't know
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch front like Jackie Brown
I don't wanna love her, she too down
Will you be my leadin' lady?
I wanna contract, girl, no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doin' what I want)
Need some me-time (hope you doin' what you want)
Maybe I don't love myself, I don't know
Leave me here, I'll f*ck myself
See me in the mirror, I duck myself
Don't need much so f*ck my wealth
Only been a few hours, but it feel like days
Only been days, but it feel like months
I been gone for a year, only wrote like once
Life moves fast when you doin' what you want
I guess I'm doin' what I want
Hope you doin' what you want (of course)
But what you want?
I don't know
(You can play it loud?)
Crib by the beach like Ordell
No Beaumont, my killas don't tell
Chateau Marmont, grab the Louis off the shelf
Now my bitch addicted to Chanel
Will you be my leadin' lady?
I want a contract, girl, no maybe
In the meantime (I guess I'm doin' what I want)
Get some me-time (I don't know)
(Hope you doin' what you want)
My new bitch look like Halle Berry
But she don't love me, she too scary
My old bitch fine like Jackie Brown
Writer: Christopher Wood, Jason Avalos, Jordan Ware, Stephen Garrett, Timothy Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
BAD LUCK
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
I used to see visions of you and me so happy
It's over now, you're gone away
Still I can feel your energy some days
Your DNA, oh babe
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
Don't you take my sweetness for a weakness, baby, yeah, ayy
Love or lust, I don't wanna f*ck this up
Tell me what you need, girl
You know I put my all in you
When you're not here, I'm calling you
If I die, I'm haunting you, yeah, ayy
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
I thought that we'd be everything that I had hoped to be
It's over now, I don't believe
And that's if we're speaking honestly
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
I used to see visions of you and me so happy
It's over now, you're gone away
Still I can feel your energy some days
Your DNA, oh babe
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
Don't you take my sweetness for a weakness, baby, yeah, ayy
Love or lust, I don't wanna f*ck this up
Tell me what you need, girl
You know I put my all in you
When you're not here, I'm calling you
If I die, I'm haunting you, yeah, ayy
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
I thought that we'd be everything that I had hoped to be
It's over now, I don't believe
And that's if we're speaking honestly
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I must be a fool
Why you wanna see me so caught up?
(All that I'm asking for is answers)
And it's all because of you that
I'm always having such bad luck
Writer: Carlos Munoz, Christopher Wood, Fabbien Nahounou, Jason Avalos, Jordan Ware, Nash Terius
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
SKIT: WAKE UP CALL
It's dark as shit in here
Babe
Lemme call this girl
Hello?
What happened?
I f*ckin' hate you
What?
I can't do this shit
What you talkin' 'bout, yo? Where are you? It's three in the morning
You're the worst thing that's ever happened to me
Dude, tell me where you at
It doesn't matter where I am, you don't give a f*ck about me
Babe, look, just tell me where you at
We can talk about this in person
I promise you, we gon' figure it out
I don't think you realize how serious this is
You never do, Chris
We're having a baby and I am a terrible mother
You don't deserve a child, you'll definitely ruin her life
F*ck you mean, I don't deserve a child?
You will never see this baby
I will never see this baby
Baby, what you talkin' 'bout?
I can't live like this, this baby can't live like this
What? Yo
I've always been depressed and alone, Chris
But when I fell in love with you, I felt happy for the first time ever
Now that there's a part of you in me
I've never felt more depressed and alone in my entire life
So I've decided to come to the place where I fell in love with you
I want my last memory to be where I was the happiest I've ever been
I know where you at, I'm comin'
Stay on the phone with me 'til I get there, you hear me?
Don't do this shit
I have to, I can't live like this for the rest of my life
Babe, please don't do this, I'm sorry, no, seriously, I f*cked up
You got it, you right, I'm sorry for real, just don't do this
I'm already on the PCH
I'm almost there, don't do this
Babe, don't hurt yourself or the baby, please
No, you can't always get what you want
Goodbye, Chris
F*ck
9-1-1, what is your emergency?
See, my girl, oh, shit
Sir? Hello, sir?
I can't hear you, sir
I can't hear you, I'm dispatching emergency services to your location
Babe
Lemme call this girl
Hello?
What happened?
I f*ckin' hate you
What?
I can't do this shit
What you talkin' 'bout, yo? Where are you? It's three in the morning
You're the worst thing that's ever happened to me
Dude, tell me where you at
It doesn't matter where I am, you don't give a f*ck about me
Babe, look, just tell me where you at
We can talk about this in person
I promise you, we gon' figure it out
I don't think you realize how serious this is
You never do, Chris
We're having a baby and I am a terrible mother
You don't deserve a child, you'll definitely ruin her life
F*ck you mean, I don't deserve a child?
You will never see this baby
I will never see this baby
Baby, what you talkin' 'bout?
I can't live like this, this baby can't live like this
What? Yo
I've always been depressed and alone, Chris
But when I fell in love with you, I felt happy for the first time ever
Now that there's a part of you in me
I've never felt more depressed and alone in my entire life
So I've decided to come to the place where I fell in love with you
I want my last memory to be where I was the happiest I've ever been
I know where you at, I'm comin'
Stay on the phone with me 'til I get there, you hear me?
Don't do this shit
I have to, I can't live like this for the rest of my life
Babe, please don't do this, I'm sorry, no, seriously, I f*cked up
You got it, you right, I'm sorry for real, just don't do this
I'm already on the PCH
I'm almost there, don't do this
Babe, don't hurt yourself or the baby, please
No, you can't always get what you want
Goodbye, Chris
F*ck
9-1-1, what is your emergency?
See, my girl, oh, shit
Sir? Hello, sir?
I can't hear you, sir
I can't hear you, I'm dispatching emergency services to your location
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Jonathan Wells
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
ANGEL
Ooh, oh-oh
Oh
I look in the mirror
And I see the worst in parts of me
That I don't want, but I'd never tell you that
I'd never tell you that
And you look amazing
So how can I stand watching you be? And I feel small
Damn, I wish I could change all that
I wish I could change all that
But from what I know, you'll never go away
Don't ever leave my side, baby, I'll die
But from what I know, you're always here to stay
You're an angel in disguise
Living in hell
And maybe you'll save me in the end, I need your help
And I'm here if you need mine (you need mine)
When I'm overwhelmed
I take a vacation in my head and don't bring no one else
I guess you could come sometime (come some time)
But from what I know, you'll never go away
Don't ever leave my side, girl, I'll die
But from what I know, you're always here to stay
You're an angel in disguise
An angel, an angel
An angel, an angel
An angel, an angel
Angel, angel
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
But from what I know, you'll never go away
You don't ever leave my side, girl, I'll die
But from what I know, you're always here to stay
Oh
I look in the mirror
And I see the worst in parts of me
That I don't want, but I'd never tell you that
I'd never tell you that
And you look amazing
So how can I stand watching you be? And I feel small
Damn, I wish I could change all that
I wish I could change all that
But from what I know, you'll never go away
Don't ever leave my side, baby, I'll die
But from what I know, you're always here to stay
You're an angel in disguise
Living in hell
And maybe you'll save me in the end, I need your help
And I'm here if you need mine (you need mine)
When I'm overwhelmed
I take a vacation in my head and don't bring no one else
I guess you could come sometime (come some time)
But from what I know, you'll never go away
Don't ever leave my side, girl, I'll die
But from what I know, you're always here to stay
You're an angel in disguise
An angel, an angel
An angel, an angel
An angel, an angel
Angel, angel
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
An angel, an angel (an angel in disguise, you're an angel in disguise)
But from what I know, you'll never go away
You don't ever leave my side, girl, I'll die
But from what I know, you're always here to stay
Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Jordan Maillard Ware, Raphael Saadiq
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Walt Disney Music Company, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Walt Disney Music Company, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Wasteland (stylized in all caps) is the second studio album by American R&B singer Brent Faiyaz. It was released on July 8, 2022, by Lost Kids, Venice Music and Stem Disintermedia. It was executive produced by Jonathan "Freeze" Wells. The production on the album was handled multiple producers including Jake One, DJ Dahi, The Neptunes and No I.D. among others.
The album also features guest appearances by Drake, Tyler, the Creator, Alicia Keys, and more. A chopped and screwed remix by DJ Candlestick of the Chopstars was released in May 2023.
Wasteland was supported by four singles: "Dead Man Walking", "Gravity", "Wasting Time" and "Price of Fame".
The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a commercial success. It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, earning 88,000 album-equivalent units in its first week.
Performed By:
Brent FaiyazThe album also features guest appearances by Drake, Tyler, the Creator, Alicia Keys, and more. A chopped and screwed remix by DJ Candlestick of the Chopstars was released in May 2023.
Wasteland was supported by four singles: "Dead Man Walking", "Gravity", "Wasting Time" and "Price of Fame".
The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a commercial success. It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, earning 88,000 album-equivalent units in its first week.
Genre(s): R&B
Producer(s): Beat Butcha, Brent Faiyaz, Che Pope, Coop the Truth, DJ Dahi, Dpat, Freeze, Jake One, Jordan Ware, L3gion, Lil Rece, Loshendrix, Mike Blud, Nascent, No I.D., Paperboy Fabe, Prep Bijan, Raphael Saadiq, Sam Wish, The Neptunes
Length: 64:08
Released: July 8th, 2022
Year: 2022