Hello, you've come here in search of release, huh?
Feeling the need to inspire your soul?
Wanting to disappear to a place you could feel outside of your skin?
Well, you've found one: a place within my mind
XXXTentacion - ? (question) Album Lyrics
XXXTentacion - ? (question) Lyrics
- Introduction (instructions)
- ALONE PART 3
- Moonlight
- SAD!
- the remedy for a broken heart (why am I so in love)
- Floor 555
- Numb
- infinity (888)
- going down!
- Pain = Best Friend
- $$$ (dollar signs)
- love yourself (interlude)
- Smash!
- I dont even speak spanish lol
- changes
- Hope
- schizophrenia
- before I close my eyes
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
ALONE PART 3
Can't seem to find someone's shoulder
Who will I rely on when it's over?
Took a chance with you, it made me colder
Better on my own when it's all over
So when I'm weak, who do I call?
My God it hurts, I can't be calm
What do I do?
Do I run?
Tired of hate, tired of love
I've dug my nails into my arms
She turned and left with all my scars
What is my worth?
What is my worth?
Gave my love a piece of me
She put my heart beneath her feet
She turned and left the question, "What's my worth?"
Gave my love a piece of me
She put my heart beneath her feet
She turned and left the question, "What's my worth?"
My worth, my worth
Who will I rely on when it's over?
Took a chance with you, it made me colder
Better on my own when it's all over
So when I'm weak, who do I call?
My God it hurts, I can't be calm
What do I do?
Do I run?
Tired of hate, tired of love
I've dug my nails into my arms
She turned and left with all my scars
What is my worth?
What is my worth?
Gave my love a piece of me
She put my heart beneath her feet
She turned and left the question, "What's my worth?"
Gave my love a piece of me
She put my heart beneath her feet
She turned and left the question, "What's my worth?"
My worth, my worth
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, John Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Moonlight
Yeah
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Feel like I'm destined
I don't need no Smith & Wesson, no
Boy, who you testin'?
F*ck a Scantron, here's your lesson, oh
Knife in intestine
Takin' shots at all your bredrin, oh
Feel like I'm damaged
Girl, I know you f*ckin' planned this
All alone, call my phone, make me feel right
Girl, you know when you call, make you feel right
All alone, call my phone, make me feel right
Girl, you know when you call, make you feel right
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Feel like I'm destined
I don't need no Smith & Wesson, no
Boy, who you testin'?
F*ck a Scantron, here's your lesson, oh
Knife in intestine
Takin' shots at all your bredrin, oh
Feel like I'm damaged
Girl, I know you f*ckin' planned this
All alone, call my phone, make me feel right
Girl, you know when you call, make you feel right
All alone, call my phone, make me feel right
Girl, you know when you call, make you feel right
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Spotlight, moonlight
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Shawty look good in the moonlight
All these pussy niggas so bad mind
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Carter Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
SAD!
Yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I gave her everything
She took my heart and left me lonely
I think broken heart's contagious
I won't fix, I'd rather weep
I'm lost then I'm found, but
It's torture being in love
I love when you're around
But I f*cking hate when you leave
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I gave her everything
She took my heart and left me lonely
I think broken heart's contagious
I won't fix, I'd rather weep
I'm lost then I'm found, but
It's torture being in love
I love when you're around
But I f*cking hate when you leave
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you're ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah
I'm sad, I know, yeah
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Carter Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
the remedy for a broken heart (why am I so in love)
This brings the vibe of '17' straight into this new album
And it's enough for people to be like okay, okay
Exactly, exactly, it's like you don't need to give them 6, 7 songs that were the old vibe
It's like if there was one that was the updated version of 17, yeah
Exactly
Should this be number 1 on the album? I don't know
I feel like it's fire
I just, it might just be a hit to be honest, it might be a hit and like my mind
'Cause you're part of my energy now, so it's like when you hear a song from me
It's almost like you're hearing the song from yourself so it's like you know my capabilities
So it's like, you know what I'm saying? Yeah
But this- but like my capabilities are so endless that for other people it's like
Uh, you know what I'm saying? For something like this they be like, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Do it put it number one?
That's the great question
Do you wanna get back to the window, there you go
Why am I so in love?
Why am I so in love? And in it come, yeah that's how it should start
Why am I so in love? Damn, this is hypnotizing
Why am I so in love?
Why am I so in love? Aw, this is fire
Why am I so in love? This is fire, yeah, just a lil' bit a weed with a lil'
Why am I so in love?
Yo yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it, that's it, that's it
And the other one comes in later on
Do you want the other one
And this other one comes in at the end, yeah
This is the perfect intro, yeah, yeah
Why am I so in love?
Mix a little bit of weed with a little bit of cash
With a little bit of this, with a little bit of that
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
Steady tryin' to maintain
Same things that'll blow a bitch mind frame
My brain can't fathom what the hate say
He say, she say, how 'bout me say?
Get the Vis-a, headed to the islands A-S-A-P
What's that on my shawty wrist? That's a AP
I'm the type to save a bitch, C-A-P-E
Flyin', flyin' like ET, flyin' out of the Addy
F*ckin' on shawty, she baddie, casual convo then at it
Whoa! Jesus Christ
Whoa, so fire, then where do you want the other one to come in?
I mean I'm better than better, maybe I'm lyin'
Huh?
You don't want the other one come 'til you start rapping right?
Until the end
Okay cool
Or it might, it might, so start
I think I know what you're saying
Yeah right, the perfect mix
It's gotta be like, yeah it's gotta be like
You should like a drop where it like, you should make a drop where it likes, "So in love"
And you know what I'm saying, yeah, and I'll come in
Mix a little bit of weed with a little bit of cash
With a little bit of this, with a little bit of that
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
This is what we needed
Yeah, exactly
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
And it's enough for people to be like okay, okay
Exactly, exactly, it's like you don't need to give them 6, 7 songs that were the old vibe
It's like if there was one that was the updated version of 17, yeah
Exactly
Should this be number 1 on the album? I don't know
I feel like it's fire
I just, it might just be a hit to be honest, it might be a hit and like my mind
'Cause you're part of my energy now, so it's like when you hear a song from me
It's almost like you're hearing the song from yourself so it's like you know my capabilities
So it's like, you know what I'm saying? Yeah
But this- but like my capabilities are so endless that for other people it's like
Uh, you know what I'm saying? For something like this they be like, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Do it put it number one?
That's the great question
Do you wanna get back to the window, there you go
Why am I so in love?
Why am I so in love? And in it come, yeah that's how it should start
Why am I so in love? Damn, this is hypnotizing
Why am I so in love?
Why am I so in love? Aw, this is fire
Why am I so in love? This is fire, yeah, just a lil' bit a weed with a lil'
Why am I so in love?
Yo yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it, that's it, that's it
And the other one comes in later on
Do you want the other one
And this other one comes in at the end, yeah
This is the perfect intro, yeah, yeah
Why am I so in love?
Mix a little bit of weed with a little bit of cash
With a little bit of this, with a little bit of that
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
Steady tryin' to maintain
Same things that'll blow a bitch mind frame
My brain can't fathom what the hate say
He say, she say, how 'bout me say?
Get the Vis-a, headed to the islands A-S-A-P
What's that on my shawty wrist? That's a AP
I'm the type to save a bitch, C-A-P-E
Flyin', flyin' like ET, flyin' out of the Addy
F*ckin' on shawty, she baddie, casual convo then at it
Whoa! Jesus Christ
Whoa, so fire, then where do you want the other one to come in?
I mean I'm better than better, maybe I'm lyin'
Huh?
You don't want the other one come 'til you start rapping right?
Until the end
Okay cool
Or it might, it might, so start
I think I know what you're saying
Yeah right, the perfect mix
It's gotta be like, yeah it's gotta be like
You should like a drop where it like, you should make a drop where it likes, "So in love"
And you know what I'm saying, yeah, and I'll come in
Mix a little bit of weed with a little bit of cash
With a little bit of this, with a little bit of that
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
This is what we needed
Yeah, exactly
We gon' be al-, we gon' be al-
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Floor 555
I'll put one in that chamber, lay you in the face of God
Know to be-face the fake f*ck, aight
F*ck is a feelin' God, level I'm, feelin' odd
Fairily very Beverly Hill, Westside
Bitch, I'm drillin' your neighbor daughter at Best Buy
If I hit up your jack, then nigga, you best slide
If you totin' that pistol, nigga, you best ride
If you shoot that shit at me, nigga, I best die
'Cause I'm a muh'f*ckin' narcissist
Tremble, you catch a clip bitch and you not equipped with that
Pussy boy, don't be talkin' shit
Or you can meet this AK-47, it got kick back
'Cause I'm a muhf*ckin' martian, in the heart of a moshpit
Put that boy in a coffin, 'cause the way that he talkin'
Pussy boy, don't be gawkin', I ain't doin' no barkin'
I'ma let that shit rip, leave his ass in the parkin'
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test, boy, don't
Ayy, yeah, ayy
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test, boy, don't
Ayy, yeah, ayy
Know to be-face the fake f*ck, aight
F*ck is a feelin' God, level I'm, feelin' odd
Fairily very Beverly Hill, Westside
Bitch, I'm drillin' your neighbor daughter at Best Buy
If I hit up your jack, then nigga, you best slide
If you totin' that pistol, nigga, you best ride
If you shoot that shit at me, nigga, I best die
'Cause I'm a muh'f*ckin' narcissist
Tremble, you catch a clip bitch and you not equipped with that
Pussy boy, don't be talkin' shit
Or you can meet this AK-47, it got kick back
'Cause I'm a muhf*ckin' martian, in the heart of a moshpit
Put that boy in a coffin, 'cause the way that he talkin'
Pussy boy, don't be gawkin', I ain't doin' no barkin'
I'ma let that shit rip, leave his ass in the parkin'
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test, boy, don't
Ayy, yeah, ayy
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test me
F*ckboy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test, boy, don't
Ayy, yeah, ayy
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Alejandro Gabriel Angelo Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Numb
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
Woah, oh
And every single year (woah, oh)
I'm drowning in my tears (woah, oh), I'm drowning in my tears again (woah, oh)
Woah, oh
I can't seem to forget (woah, oh) the pain I seem to give (woah, oh)
The pain I seem to give, my friend (woah, oh)
Woah, oh, woah, oh
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
Woah, oh
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
Woah, oh, woah, oh
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
Woah, oh
And every single year (woah, oh)
I'm drowning in my tears (woah, oh), I'm drowning in my tears again (woah, oh)
Woah, oh
I can't seem to forget (woah, oh) the pain I seem to give (woah, oh)
The pain I seem to give, my friend (woah, oh)
Woah, oh, woah, oh
And every single year
I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again
I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give
The pain I seem to give, my friend
Woah, oh
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, John Cunningham, Oren Yoel, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
infinity (888)
[ Featuring Joey Badass ]
These niggas is wildin' right now, like, these niggas is really wildin'
You know what I'm sayin'? Like, we ain't playin' with y'all niggas, man, you heard?
Sometimes you just gotta catch chlamydia on these niggas, G shit
You know what I'm saying? Gonorrhea, all of that shit
All of that shit
I catch all diseases in the world so the world don't have no more diseases, you feel me?
G shit
P. Soul on the track
I'm as real as they come, they feel it, get numb
You think you got a little buzz so now you can't get stung
I keep a razor blade tucked on me, under my tongue
Don't let me have to tell these niggas about the city I'm from
It's Brooklyn, be the home of hardest ever
Where them niggas don't aim, they just palm Berettas
And bomb whatever
Say we don't move calmly never
This for my niggas trapped in cells like salmonella
Look, I could do this shit with no effort, no pressure, no gimmick shit, no radio records
Just textbook rhyme style with the raw texture
Punchlines, right hooks, now that's a trifecta
No more free lectures, I'm taxing these niggas extra
This the Pro of all Eras, he's back in your sector
So, might be best to protect your neck
Or profess your debt to the god, he might bless ya
Murder these flows like I murder these hoe ass niggas
Where the f*ck is your energy bro?
Make your nigga deep throat a Desert Eagle
If he try me like a hoe, pussy boy, that's on my soul
Make my flow shape shift, cold expression like a facelift
At the Publix with like eight grips, if you talking all that ape shit
I'm not talking YM Bape shit, but I'm banging on my chest bitch
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Travelin' through the infinity, uh
You not that nigga, pretend to be, uh
All that bullshit do not get to me, uh
I am a spirit and entity, uh
You just wanna suck all my energy, uh
I am the realest since Kennedy, uh
You pussy ass niggas f*cking suck, you sound the same
I spit the pain, that's why the young niggas feel the same
They know I bang, I pull a f*ckin' pistol out the Range and act insane
Spend years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live
I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no more
I spend years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live
So I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no -
I spend years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more
So I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live
I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no more
I spend years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live
So I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no more
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Jameel Beazer, Brandon Mychael, Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
going down!
Oh my
I got that drip, ay
Yeah
Going down, it's going down, huh
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God, shawty thick she
Oh my God, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, shawty thick she
Oh my God
Huh, yeah, ay
Going down, it's going down, hey
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God shawty thick she
Oh my God, yeah, ay
Oh my God shawty thick she
Oh my God
Hey, she ride my dick like a biker, huh
I am the shit, need a diaper, huh
Like I'm Lil Yachty, I one night her, uh
I eat the pussy like rice and ay
Knock out your boyfriend, Mike Tyson, ay
When I'm drunk I feel like fighting, ay
She pop that pussy like Vicodin, yuh (ohmy ohmy)
Beat up that pussy like viking, a
She get wet, look like I pull up in a jet
She wants sex, okay shorty, I just want the neck
Run them bands up, I run them bands up, I run my bands up
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Go get your bands up
Going down, it's going down, huh
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God, shawty thick she-
Oh my God, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, shawty thick she-
Oh my God
Huh, yeah, ayy
Going down, it's going down, hey
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God shawty thick she-
Oh my God, yeah, ay
Oh my God shawty thick she-
Oh my God
I got that drip, ay
Yeah
Going down, it's going down, huh
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God, shawty thick she
Oh my God, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, shawty thick she
Oh my God
Huh, yeah, ay
Going down, it's going down, hey
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God shawty thick she
Oh my God, yeah, ay
Oh my God shawty thick she
Oh my God
Hey, she ride my dick like a biker, huh
I am the shit, need a diaper, huh
Like I'm Lil Yachty, I one night her, uh
I eat the pussy like rice and ay
Knock out your boyfriend, Mike Tyson, ay
When I'm drunk I feel like fighting, ay
She pop that pussy like Vicodin, yuh (ohmy ohmy)
Beat up that pussy like viking, a
She get wet, look like I pull up in a jet
She wants sex, okay shorty, I just want the neck
Run them bands up, I run them bands up, I run my bands up
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no cancer
Go get your bands up
Going down, it's going down, huh
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God, shawty thick she-
Oh my God, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, shawty thick she-
Oh my God
Huh, yeah, ayy
Going down, it's going down, hey
Going down, it's going down
Oh my God shawty thick she-
Oh my God, yeah, ay
Oh my God shawty thick she-
Oh my God
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Jeff Lacroix, Bryan Simmons
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Pain = Best Friend
[ Featuring Travis Barker ]
Lost in regret, I
Feel so deeply I can't seem to
Find the means of ground
Lost in regret, I
Feel so deeply I can't seem to
Find the means of ground
Hear regret
Say the words
Don't cry, don't cry
It won't end
Pain will
Always be my friend
Don't cry, don't cry
Pain will
Always be my friend
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham, Travis Barker, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
$$$ (dollar signs)
[ Featuring Matt Ox ]
Pew
Get money, yeah yeah
Get money, yeah, get money
Get money, yeah, yeah
Get money, yeah yeah (get money)
Get money, yeah yeah
Yeah
Get money, yeah yeah
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Why you gotta sleep on my crew?
You know that my VVS' blue
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
My gang gonna eat real soon (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All you little haters is doomed
Ooh, wait, wait, ooh
Ooh, wait, ooh, ooh (woah, woah)
Get money, yah, yah
Get money, yah, yah
Get money, yah, yah (oh my)
Get money, yah, yah (oh my)
Like wait, wait, uh, ska-ate, uh
Spin on my dick like a Beyblade, uh
My dick'll hit her like AK, uh
These boys is mad 'cause they basic, uh
Tie up your lace, why you trippin' like ayy?
Run up, get done up, say this every day
Uh, these niggas jealous and uh
Boy you is bitter like medicine, uh
Are you okay, bitch? Uh
Slap that pussy like I'm Jason, uh
Huh, f*ck on my face, bitch, uh
1-0 like the Matrix, uh
Nigga try me, I tell Ice to go get ya
F*ck around, I keep a blade like the Witcher
I want your auntie, your grandma, your sister
I eat the pussy for breakfast and dinner
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Why you gotta sleep on my crew?
You know that my VVS' blue
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
My gang gonna eat real soon (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All you little haters is doomed
Ooh, wait, wait, ooh
Ooh, wait, ooh, ooh (woah, woah)
Get money, yah, yah
Get money, yah, yah
Get money, yah, yah
Get money, yah, yah
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Matthew Grau, Laron Wages, Denmarc Mangupag
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
love yourself (interlude)
Hello?
What you doin'?
Laying in a bikini
You sure?
Yeah I'm okay. What are you doing?
I'm in the studio
Ooh ahh, love yourself
Take no chances, f*ck that nigga
I say ooh, ahh
Ooh ahh, love yourself
Take no chances, f*ck that nigga
I say ooh, ahh
Stop lying
No
What you doin'?
Laying in a bikini
You sure?
Yeah I'm okay. What are you doing?
I'm in the studio
Ooh ahh, love yourself
Take no chances, f*ck that nigga
I say ooh, ahh
Ooh ahh, love yourself
Take no chances, f*ck that nigga
I say ooh, ahh
Stop lying
No
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Smash!
[ Featuring PnB Rock ]
(Got it on smash)
Foreign Spanish jawn, really like the lemonade
I put Cartiers all over my bitch's face
She just got a pair, all because a nigga paid
Put her in the past, 'cause you know
Yeah, you know, I smashed
Yeah, I smashed, yeah
Shawty let me smash
So I put her in the past, yeah
I put her in the past, yeah, I smashed, yeah
Yeah, you know, I smashed
So I put her in the past
Yeah, I put her in the smash
She rock Carti' frames, sweet like candy canes
If I'm Superman, she my Lois Lane
Gucci everything, Louis everything
Had to cut her off, she sniff too much 'caine
Don't look so surprised, all she wanna do is lie
Then she turned around and cried
Demons all in her eyes
She don't feel no pain, she might be insane
Colder than some rain, pussy lemonade
Foreign Spanish jawn, really like the lemonade
I put Cartiers all over my bitch's face
She just got a pair, all because a nigga paid
Put her in the past, 'cause you know
Yeah, you know, I smashed
Yeah, I smashed, yeah
Shawty let me smash
So I put her in the past, yeah
I put her in the past, yeah, I smashed, yeah
Yeah, you know, I smashed
So I put her in the past
Yeah, I put her in the smash
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Rakim Allen, Samuel Jiminez, Gabriel David Tavarez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I dont even speak spanish lol
Mamita vente
Mamita vente, olvida la gente
Sé que tu cuerpo me pide calor
Y sé lo que sientes, la noche te prende
No te preocupes, me gustan mayor
Girl you know you got me feeling you the way you move
Baby bring it closer and let me show you what to do
Move it side to side, I know you want a drink or two
Let me have your body, let me show it what I can do
Mami, eres tú quien me provoca
Cuando chupa ella sí se pone loca
Hazlo lento pero quítate la ropa
Enséñame rodillas y abre boca
Mami what you doing all alone in the club?
Baby get your vibe and pour another cup
Girl I wanna get you all alone out the club
Get up in my ride I wanna show you love
Sway you like a lullaby
Dance with me through the night
Back to mi casa baby slide
Let me make you feel alright
Sway you like a lullaby
Dance with me through the night
Back to mi casa baby slide
Let me make you feel alright
Got me caught up in the vibe, lil' mama let's go
I'm a make you shine in the night time (baby)
Rolling with a star, you could be my angel
Just back that booty up at the right time
I can feel you when you dance, you grabbing all on my pants
I'm kissing you in advance, baby live it up
She putting me in a trance
I'm throwing out all my bands
She yelling out this is a jam
DJ turn it up
She want it, she want it
We going hard 'til 6 in the morning
She need it, she need it
I bet the neighbors know my name when she on it
Mami what you doing all alone in the club
Baby get your vibe and pour another cup
Girl I wanna get you all alone out the club
Get up in my ride I wanna show you love
Sway you like a lullaby
Dance with me through the night
Back to mi casa baby slide
Let me make you feel alright
Girl let me feel you right
Baby you in for a night
Come with me for the vibe
Know I wanna get inside
Hold it now, the way you spin around
Got me so aroused, I can't keep it down
Hold it now, the way you spin around
Got me so aroused, I can't keep it down
Bye
Dance with me through the night
Back to mi casa baby slide
Let me make you feel alright
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Crawford, Juan Guerrieri, Flavio Santana, Judah Amar, Carlos Andrez, Frank Bondrille, Jahseh Onfroy, John Buckner Crawford, Juan Guerrieri-Maril
Copyright: Lyrics © JONFXMUSIC INC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © JONFXMUSIC INC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
changes
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand it
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me, uh
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand it
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand it
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me, uh
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand it
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham, Rakim Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hope
Yeah
Rest in peace to all the kids that lost their lives in the Parkland shooting
This song is dedicated to you
Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my
Said I wanna die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh
I might start a riot, yuh, I'm so f*ckin' tired, yuh
So, what's up? What you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
Tired of the f*ckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
So outside my misery, I think I'll find
A way of envisioning a better life
For the rest of us, the rest of us
There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us
Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my
Said I wanna die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh
I might start a riot, yuh, I'm so f*ckin' tired, yuh
So, what's up? What you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
Tired of the f*ckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
Rest in peace to all the kids that lost their lives in the Parkland shooting
This song is dedicated to you
Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my
Said I wanna die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh
I might start a riot, yuh, I'm so f*ckin' tired, yuh
So, what's up? What you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
Tired of the f*ckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
So outside my misery, I think I'll find
A way of envisioning a better life
For the rest of us, the rest of us
There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us
Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my
Said I wanna die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh
I might start a riot, yuh, I'm so f*ckin' tired, yuh
So, what's up? What you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
Tired of the f*ckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
schizophrenia
Voices in your, voices in your, voices in your head
Those who tryna drive you mad
And make it all, make it all
Wild! (Wild)
Voices in your, voices in your, voices in your head
Those who tryna drive you mad
And make it all, make it all
Wild! (Wild)
There's another mind deep in me
Don't know what's gotten into me
I ain't seen the other side plentifully
'Til the end I'll, 'til the end I'll fight
There's another mind deep in me
Don't know what's gotten into me
I ain't seen the other side plentifully
'Til the end I'll, 'til the end I'll fight
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Those who tryna drive you mad
And make it all, make it all
Wild! (Wild)
Voices in your, voices in your, voices in your head
Those who tryna drive you mad
And make it all, make it all
Wild! (Wild)
There's another mind deep in me
Don't know what's gotten into me
I ain't seen the other side plentifully
'Til the end I'll, 'til the end I'll fight
There's another mind deep in me
Don't know what's gotten into me
I ain't seen the other side plentifully
'Til the end I'll, 'til the end I'll fight
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Don't give up, don't give up!
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
before I close my eyes
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Difference, changing in the distance
Time consumes the image, whoa
Difference, changing in the distance
Time consumes our image, whoa
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Difference, changing in the distance
Time consumes the image, whoa
Difference, changing in the distance
Time consumes our image, whoa
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Before I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope it's not too late for me, whoa
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, John Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
? is the second studio album by American rapper and singer XXXTentacion and his last studio album to be released before his death. It was released through Bad Vibes Forever, Caroline Distribution, and Capitol Music Group on March 16, 2018, and primarily produced by frequent collaborator John Cunningham, it includes a wide range of guest appearances from PnB Rock, Travis Barker of Blink-182, Joey Badass, Matt Ox, Rio Santana, Judah, and Carlos Andrez, and also succeeds the release of his debut studio album 17 (2017) and the extended play A Ghetto Christmas Carol (2017).
Featuring more live instrumentation than 17, ? features an array of genres, including acoustic, emo, alternative rock, trap, and cloud rap. XXXTentacion's vocals on parts of the album are less restrained and lo-fi-ish compared to 17, with his vocals on introspective songs over piano and acoustic guitar chords being more projected. On other parts of the album, XXXTentacion's style resembles his underground sound, with him screaming. The album was supported by three singles: "Sad!", "Changes", and "Moonlight". Following XXXTentacion's death on June 18, 2018, "Sad!" topped the Billboard Hot 100, where XXXTentacion became the first act to earn a posthumous Hot 100 number-one single as a lead artist since The Notorious B.I.G. with "Mo Money Mo Problems" in 1997.
? received positive reviews from critics, and became XXXTentacion's first US number-one album, debuting at number one on the Billboard 200 with 131,000 album-equivalent units earned in its first week. The album has since been certified quintuple platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). ? is the most streamed hip-hop album on Spotify, amassing total of 10.3 billion streams. At the 2019 Billboard Music Awards, ? was nominated for Top Billboard 200 Album, among other nominations. An anniversary deluxe edition of the album was originally going to be released on July 26, 2019, but was pushed back to September 6, 2019, featuring the album's instrumentals, A Ghetto Christmas Carol, voice memos from the recording sessions of the album, and new material featuring American rapper Rico Nasty and Japanese video game composer Yoko Shimomura.
Performed By:
XXXTentacionFeaturing more live instrumentation than 17, ? features an array of genres, including acoustic, emo, alternative rock, trap, and cloud rap. XXXTentacion's vocals on parts of the album are less restrained and lo-fi-ish compared to 17, with his vocals on introspective songs over piano and acoustic guitar chords being more projected. On other parts of the album, XXXTentacion's style resembles his underground sound, with him screaming. The album was supported by three singles: "Sad!", "Changes", and "Moonlight". Following XXXTentacion's death on June 18, 2018, "Sad!" topped the Billboard Hot 100, where XXXTentacion became the first act to earn a posthumous Hot 100 number-one single as a lead artist since The Notorious B.I.G. with "Mo Money Mo Problems" in 1997.
? received positive reviews from critics, and became XXXTentacion's first US number-one album, debuting at number one on the Billboard 200 with 131,000 album-equivalent units earned in its first week. The album has since been certified quintuple platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). ? is the most streamed hip-hop album on Spotify, amassing total of 10.3 billion streams. At the 2019 Billboard Music Awards, ? was nominated for Top Billboard 200 Album, among other nominations. An anniversary deluxe edition of the album was originally going to be released on July 26, 2019, but was pushed back to September 6, 2019, featuring the album's instrumentals, A Ghetto Christmas Carol, voice memos from the recording sessions of the album, and new material featuring American rapper Rico Nasty and Japanese video game composer Yoko Shimomura.
Genre(s): Emo rap, alternative rock, alternative R&B, hip hop, alternative hip hop
Producer(s): XXXTentacion, John Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan, Dell Soda, Den Beats, Laron Wages, P. Soul, Rekless, Smash David, TM88, Tre Pounds, Z3N
Length: 37:27
Released: March 16th, 2018
Year: 2018