Breaking news today, Grammy-nominated Alabama rapper Yung Bleu has been arrested for a shooting that occurred outside a Bossa Nova restaurant on Sunset
Witnesses say that an unknown assailant attempted to rob the musician as he was sitting inside a Rolls Royce Cullinan waiting for food when he opened fire in retaliation
Rising superstar Yung Bleu was back in custody court today in a Gainesville courtroom. After a long fight, he was awarded legal custody of his 10-year-old son
Okay, okay, so if you haven't heard, a young lady is going viral on social media, claiming Yung Bleu flew her out on a private jet. Now she claims he never made a move and didn't feed her. Ah man, Bleu, what's going on?
Okay, so apparently Yung Bleu's wife is filing for divorce after the viral video of IG model hit social media
So Boosie is suing his brother and former artist Yung Bleu over an apparent breach of contract. He claimed today he forged his name and that he knew nothing about the deal. Yung Bleu briefly responded and had some words to say to Boosie
Get the f*cking cameras out of my face. I have nothing to say. I plead the fifth. I love you and I always will. No comment (F*ck)
Yung Bleu - Jeremy Album Lyrics
Yung Bleu - Jeremy Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Chrome Heart
I heard some **** want to kill me they ain't spin yet
F*ck I look like beefing he ain't made 20 mil yet
And I ain't even post the pictures on my last check
I probably f*ck a **** sister on this big ass jet
F*ck a feature I want money, power, and respect
I got my bitches in my phone getting neglected
My main mission is to get all the opp hoes pregnant
Then make their kids kill their step daddy, f*ck em (yeah)
I'm in the block spot some bitches I ain't even f*cked
Before you open your mouth about a **** clean your pussy up
Humble ass **** used to feel like I ain't good enough
We robbing the robbers them shooter don't even drill enough
Told him spin the block one more time you ain't kill enough
And I got twin 50s on the bitch you get titty f*cked
My lil youngin in here with a street sweeper clean the city up
Go and ask and I told em you send em boys we gone send em up
Got my money up I feeling like the shit right now
Lookin' like I just served a brick right now
I pay for it f*ck you and your clique right now
Bitch we do this all the time pipe down
Oh yeah, Ring around the rosie why you in the nosebleeds?
Girl you with a rich *** now
And I could put you on them floor seats
Long as you hold me
Long as you can hold me down
I get this feeling in my stomach when I'm thinking about you
I hope you feel it when I'm coming cause I'm cumming inside you
I put my trust in you just like I put my trust in the bible
Think I finesse you out some money they would never survive
How the f*ck I'ma let a **** be my master
**** you don't even know your masters
I'm a big billy goat I ain't never been a cattle
It's the principle little **** I'ma hit you with that paddle
Brrr and they scatter
If it's anything I'm loyal to a fault
How the f*ck you scared of turning another **** to a boss
I'm in this Maybach like I signed a deal with Ross
The smallest things turn me off I tell my driver drop me off, f*ck it
Got my money up I feeling like the shit right now
Lookin' like I just served a brick right now
I pay for it f*ck you and your clique right now
Bitch we do this all the time pipe down
Oh yeah, Ring around the rosie why you in the nosebleeds?
Girl you with a rich *** now
And I could put you on them floor seats
Long as you hold me
Long as you can hold me down
Yeah the key to stacking money just don't spend it til you get it
The key to life don't speak on the dead speak to the living
Keep the Christmas lights cause everyday it feels like Christmas
Two cookie cutters for a **** sliding down my chimney
I've been smart, I've been wise, I've been with it
So its hard to go against me
Ain't no cereal number or no tags on them switches
Better get your man or you'll be history
Yeah
I put you first class on the private
Put a bad bitch on the private (you what the f*ck going on here)
On the private
Yeah, you know I talk my shit
How you playin with them dope boys, yeah
How you playin with them lil boys
F*ck I look like beefing he ain't made 20 mil yet
And I ain't even post the pictures on my last check
I probably f*ck a **** sister on this big ass jet
F*ck a feature I want money, power, and respect
I got my bitches in my phone getting neglected
My main mission is to get all the opp hoes pregnant
Then make their kids kill their step daddy, f*ck em (yeah)
I'm in the block spot some bitches I ain't even f*cked
Before you open your mouth about a **** clean your pussy up
Humble ass **** used to feel like I ain't good enough
We robbing the robbers them shooter don't even drill enough
Told him spin the block one more time you ain't kill enough
And I got twin 50s on the bitch you get titty f*cked
My lil youngin in here with a street sweeper clean the city up
Go and ask and I told em you send em boys we gone send em up
Got my money up I feeling like the shit right now
Lookin' like I just served a brick right now
I pay for it f*ck you and your clique right now
Bitch we do this all the time pipe down
Oh yeah, Ring around the rosie why you in the nosebleeds?
Girl you with a rich *** now
And I could put you on them floor seats
Long as you hold me
Long as you can hold me down
I get this feeling in my stomach when I'm thinking about you
I hope you feel it when I'm coming cause I'm cumming inside you
I put my trust in you just like I put my trust in the bible
Think I finesse you out some money they would never survive
How the f*ck I'ma let a **** be my master
**** you don't even know your masters
I'm a big billy goat I ain't never been a cattle
It's the principle little **** I'ma hit you with that paddle
Brrr and they scatter
If it's anything I'm loyal to a fault
How the f*ck you scared of turning another **** to a boss
I'm in this Maybach like I signed a deal with Ross
The smallest things turn me off I tell my driver drop me off, f*ck it
Got my money up I feeling like the shit right now
Lookin' like I just served a brick right now
I pay for it f*ck you and your clique right now
Bitch we do this all the time pipe down
Oh yeah, Ring around the rosie why you in the nosebleeds?
Girl you with a rich *** now
And I could put you on them floor seats
Long as you hold me
Long as you can hold me down
Yeah the key to stacking money just don't spend it til you get it
The key to life don't speak on the dead speak to the living
Keep the Christmas lights cause everyday it feels like Christmas
Two cookie cutters for a **** sliding down my chimney
I've been smart, I've been wise, I've been with it
So its hard to go against me
Ain't no cereal number or no tags on them switches
Better get your man or you'll be history
Yeah
I put you first class on the private
Put a bad bitch on the private (you what the f*ck going on here)
On the private
Yeah, you know I talk my shit
How you playin with them dope boys, yeah
How you playin with them lil boys
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Unlikely
Let me tell you this
I'm unlike these niggas
You think you gon' up on me, well, that's unlikely, nigga
Handle my shit by the street way, I don't type with niggas
Left the gun up in the car 'cause I'ma knife a nigga
Your life for my chain, we can't exchange it like that Bryson nigga
I'm a dirty, trifflin' nigga
(Let me walk down, huh)
She unlike you hoes
I might flash and make my baby momma fight you ho
This that new Bleu, you know this shit hot like casserole
Say you the plug, send me the contact, I need packs of those
Switcheroo don't pick and choose, don't get attached to hoes
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm a pricey nigga
Uh, I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
Get the money, count it up, send the word, I'm lookin' for a bounty hunter
Trash bags on the table, rubber bands, nigga, this a pound of hundreds
Broke niggas, I can't relate to 'em, better sell an ounce or somethin'
Boss your bitch up, get her nails did, put her in a house or somethin'
These niggas hoppin' out the money train, actin' like they lost or somethin'
Get your check up, put your niggas on, you could be a boss or somethin'
Feel a nigga energy, I'm feelin' like you tryna throw a cross or somethin'
Don't let that pussy ass nigga live, f*ck it, hit him in his mouth or somethin'
Jeremy Biddle back in middle school, told 'em niggas I'll amount to somethin'
Hit the dealership, I ain't pullin' off, unless that bitch cost a hundred
Let the beat die down, later on, I'ma get you off to somethin'
Say he let the smoke die down, later on, I'ma get you off to somethin'
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
You see my bitch she put up
You wanna get served then pull up
This shit here strong like pull ups
I'm on my shit like pull ups
Turn your clique up, run this shit up
Eat the kids up, you look like a babysitter
Tongue longer than a lizzard
She like, "Bleu, can I pull up to suck on you?"
I'm like, "For shizzle, I can't be everything you need but I can meet you in the middle"
"Bleu you crazy, you too honest, way too cocky"
I'ma f*ck you good, and I'ma let you run that nigga pockets (Haha)
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (I'm unlike these 'em)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
I'm unlike these niggas
You think you gon' up on me, well, that's unlikely, nigga
Handle my shit by the street way, I don't type with niggas
Left the gun up in the car 'cause I'ma knife a nigga
Your life for my chain, we can't exchange it like that Bryson nigga
I'm a dirty, trifflin' nigga
(Let me walk down, huh)
She unlike you hoes
I might flash and make my baby momma fight you ho
This that new Bleu, you know this shit hot like casserole
Say you the plug, send me the contact, I need packs of those
Switcheroo don't pick and choose, don't get attached to hoes
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm a pricey nigga
Uh, I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
Get the money, count it up, send the word, I'm lookin' for a bounty hunter
Trash bags on the table, rubber bands, nigga, this a pound of hundreds
Broke niggas, I can't relate to 'em, better sell an ounce or somethin'
Boss your bitch up, get her nails did, put her in a house or somethin'
These niggas hoppin' out the money train, actin' like they lost or somethin'
Get your check up, put your niggas on, you could be a boss or somethin'
Feel a nigga energy, I'm feelin' like you tryna throw a cross or somethin'
Don't let that pussy ass nigga live, f*ck it, hit him in his mouth or somethin'
Jeremy Biddle back in middle school, told 'em niggas I'll amount to somethin'
Hit the dealership, I ain't pullin' off, unless that bitch cost a hundred
Let the beat die down, later on, I'ma get you off to somethin'
Say he let the smoke die down, later on, I'ma get you off to somethin'
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
You see my bitch she put up
You wanna get served then pull up
This shit here strong like pull ups
I'm on my shit like pull ups
Turn your clique up, run this shit up
Eat the kids up, you look like a babysitter
Tongue longer than a lizzard
She like, "Bleu, can I pull up to suck on you?"
I'm like, "For shizzle, I can't be everything you need but I can meet you in the middle"
"Bleu you crazy, you too honest, way too cocky"
I'ma f*ck you good, and I'ma let you run that nigga pockets (Haha)
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (I'm unlike these 'em)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
I'm unlike these niggas
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas (Uh)
I'm unlike these niggas
Everybody can get these millions, it ain't unlikely, nigga
And everybody can get this money, it ain't unlikely, nigga
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Unfamiliar Lands
Jeremy, Jeremy
Money come, niggas changed like hoes (Changed like hoes)
Niggas changed like clothes
Lose it all, niggas' colors start to show (Colors)
Trappin' with my brother in the cold
Never thought you would be the one to fold
Used to f*ck the same hoes with you
Neighborhood, wore the same clothes with you
Ran up a bankroll with you
Five mils, ten M's, fifteen, we was gettin' money like Epstein
Thought you was my bitch, but when it ain't go right, that's when you left me
I was out in the street all night
Used to walk in the room while you restin'
I was f*ckin' you good all night
How could you ever neglect me?
I think you my superstar
I broke your heart and made it cloudy
It's still rainin' at my window
And I've been lost, and I'm glad you found me
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Sippin' slow like I'm from Houston, I usually don't use this (Use)
But, tonight, I'm in my feelings and I might abuse it (Abuse)
How could I be so foolish, like you might be different?
I still think about who with now, but that ain't my business
If we ever have a sit down, I'ma tell you 'bout these visions
That I get in my head when I get to reminiscin'
I love you like my closest friend, my close to kin
I lock you up, I boxed you in, but still you slip right through my hand
And I went to unfamiliar lands
I think that you devised this plan to get me here
Even if we out of touch, you still gon' feel me near
I wish that God could kill me here when you don't answer
You rob me from my heart and held me ransom
You got me tellin' this private dancer
I think you my superstar
I broke your heart and made it cloudy
It's still rainin' at my window
And I've been lost, and I'm glad you found me
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
I think you my superstar
I broke your heart and made it cloudy
It's still rainin' at my window
And I've been lost, and I'm glad you found me
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Money come, niggas changed like hoes (Changed like hoes)
Niggas changed like clothes
Lose it all, niggas' colors start to show (Colors)
Trappin' with my brother in the cold
Never thought you would be the one to fold
Used to f*ck the same hoes with you
Neighborhood, wore the same clothes with you
Ran up a bankroll with you
Five mils, ten M's, fifteen, we was gettin' money like Epstein
Thought you was my bitch, but when it ain't go right, that's when you left me
I was out in the street all night
Used to walk in the room while you restin'
I was f*ckin' you good all night
How could you ever neglect me?
I think you my superstar
I broke your heart and made it cloudy
It's still rainin' at my window
And I've been lost, and I'm glad you found me
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Sippin' slow like I'm from Houston, I usually don't use this (Use)
But, tonight, I'm in my feelings and I might abuse it (Abuse)
How could I be so foolish, like you might be different?
I still think about who with now, but that ain't my business
If we ever have a sit down, I'ma tell you 'bout these visions
That I get in my head when I get to reminiscin'
I love you like my closest friend, my close to kin
I lock you up, I boxed you in, but still you slip right through my hand
And I went to unfamiliar lands
I think that you devised this plan to get me here
Even if we out of touch, you still gon' feel me near
I wish that God could kill me here when you don't answer
You rob me from my heart and held me ransom
You got me tellin' this private dancer
I think you my superstar
I broke your heart and made it cloudy
It's still rainin' at my window
And I've been lost, and I'm glad you found me
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
I think you my superstar
I broke your heart and made it cloudy
It's still rainin' at my window
And I've been lost, and I'm glad you found me
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Where have you been? I'm doin' it again
I'm on these drugs again, I feel like drownin'
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Is There Someone New?
[ Featuring Leon Thomas ]
Is there someone new, baby?
Somebody else drivin' you crazy?
Can I be the one you callin' bae?
Can I be the one you callin' bae?
Is there someone-
I hear a stranger knockin' at my door, but it's just you again (Just you again)
I see you through my peephole, I don't know if I should let you in (If I should let you in)
Toxicity run through you like electricity (Ooh-ooh)
Can't let you go 'cause you got those abilities (Ooh-ooh)
Wanna feel you breathin' (Wanna feel you breathin')
Before I let you closer, I just need some closure (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Why don't you tell your friends about me?
You should not scared to send your routin'
What is this about?
Tryna get some clarity, I can't figure it out
Is there someone new, baby? (Ooh-ooh)
Somebody else drivin' you crazy?
Oh girl, I'm startin' to feel like you clown me (Like you clown me)
Oh girl, I'm startin' to feel like I'm drownin' (Like I'm drownin')
Is there someone new, baby?
Is there someone new?
Uh, heard you in the gym now
Tryna get slim for the summer, but you doin' it for him now
Change your hair from that long style that I like to a trim down
You was breakin' out when I had you, but you takin' care of your skin now
If lovin' you was wrong, I don't wanna be right, I got this feelin' in my bones
There's gotta be someone else, I hear it in your tone
I'm here all alone, lookin' at the walls, waitin' on your calls
You tellin' me you need me, so say it loud
Why don't you tell your friends about me?
You should not scared to send your routin'
What is this about?
Tryna get some clarity, I can't figure it out
Is there someone new, baby? (Ooh-ooh)
Somebody else drivin' you crazy?
Oh girl, I'm startin' to feel like you clown me (Like you clown me)
Oh girl, I'm startin' to feel like I'm drownin' (Like I'm drownin')
Is there someone new, baby?
Is there someone new?
Say you're switchin' sides
Say it's all a lie, all a lie
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oh, oh, hey
Say you're switchin' sides
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Reading The Room
[ Featuring Sabri ]
It's way more money than I can get in my lifetime
Can't believe I gave you niggas a lifeline
It's way more money that's being accumulated
You underachieve and over opinionated
Bitch ass niggas, Instagram rich ass niggas
I don't do this for reels, I do this shit for real
I'm bussin' down deals with niggas in suits
Sheiks and Jews in foreign lands, eatin' and cheese and juice (Ooh)
It's way more money we could've gotten a past
These niggas ain't talking to me they talking to Vlad (Ooh)
Before you do another sit down, show 'em your badge
I ain't sitting down with it for interviews
But I'Il let the air out of you niggas like inner tubes
I'll probably cut a piece out and make it an interlude and sing to you niggas
See who get the most views
If you ain't f*ckin' with me, I ain't f*ckin' with you, uh
And I'm still reading the room, tryna find the girl of my dreams but speaking of whom, I think I seen her
We could've been like Martin and Gina or maybe Pam and Tommy, I love some chocolate (Ooh)
We did a 69 like Tekashi, but the only difference is I'm not telling nobody
It's more than physical love, I think it's chemical love
'Member when I used to want a bitch that look like India love
But that really ain't love, (Ooh), I'm in the Bahamas getting Caribbean love (Ooh)
She like Davido she give me that Nigeria love
I told her hit the lights so I can really indulge
I think I'll love you one day
Just like you deserve (Ooh-ooh-oh)
I think I'Il love you one day
'Cause you're the sweetest girl I've ever seen (Ooh-ooh)
Uh, It's way more money than I can make in my life span
Just handle the smoke, I got the finance
I got shooters out on dryland wherever I land
Gun got a laser, nigga, come get a eye scan
Whoa, I'm way too hood for Hollywood
See everybody runnin' with styles that I influenced
100K wire to me to sell a verse
The real world is starting to feel like the meta-verse
Everybody fakin', callin' niggas your brothers
But then they get around these hoes and show their true colors
Assault rifle, it got a potato on the muzzle
I got the type of will to get Jada under covers
And niggas sell they soul to get these M's I made
I made it without it my pocket stick as Buffy the body (Ooh)
These Jewels illuminated, they might think I'm illuminati
I'm an ace in my hood, I pulled up in a new Bugatti
I think I'll love you one day (It's real love)
Just like you deserve (And I know you deserve it, Ooh-ooh-oh)
I think I'Il love you one day (Sweetest girl)
'Cause you're the sweetest girl (Sweetest girl I've ever seen) I've ever seen (Ooh-ooh)
I'm talkin' 'bout this music shit, it gives me everything
Sweetest girl, but I'm startin' to think I don't really need this girl
It's so much shit comes with this girl, it caused me pain daily
And one day I might quit this girl, but it paid me amazing
This girl made me creep, this girl got me in beef
She gave herself to anybody, she so for the streets
She let niggas get in her doors too much
She don't tell niggas when they doing too much (Lame ass niggas)
I tend to vent to her when I'm going through some'
But you never talk back, ignoring me, huh?
But everytime I look around, you're blowing me up
So I can't complain, I just bought three new chains
And I kick it with the same gang, Lou Kane
Make these bitches know my name, like my name Rick James
2015, nigga had a mean wrist game
I was f*ckin' niggas hoes, leavin' semen stains on the sheets
Know I'ma call up T, when it's beef
That's my cousin, no we ain't bangin C
But I know I got some niggas in my hood bangin' B's
'Fore I give you this chain, I'll give you angel wings f*ck nigga
I think I'll love you one day (I think I love you)
Just like you deserve (One day I'ma find love for the game again, this shit just crazy right now)
I think I'Il love you one day (But I'ma keep gettin' this money)
'Cause you're the sweetest girl I've ever seen (Ooh-ooh)
I think I'll love you one day (Letter to the game)
Just like you deserve (Ooh-ooh-oh)
I think I'Il love you one day (Ooh-ooh)
'Cause you're the sweetest girl I've ever seen (Ooh-ooh)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Just Need The Bass
I'm tryna set the bar (Bar)
She want Chanel, Dior (Dior)
She want trips to New York (New York)
She want trips to Dior (Dior)
Is you gon' play your part? (What?)
Wanna turn that Nissan Altima to a Porsche? (What?)
Do I make it moist like how I flip my voice? (Yeah)
Can't stay loyal, can't make me smile, can't bring me joy (Joy)
When I'm on the road, you f*ck around, play with your toy
Tell the opps f*ck 'em, it's in the air like Michael Jordan
Them niggas broke
But it's a whole lot of money in this place right now
It's a whole lot of money in your face right now
I don't need these bitches, I just need the bass right now
Just need the bass right now, just need the bass right now
I feel it in the air, I feel in the air (The air)
It's a whole lot of money in this place right now
Yeah, it's a whole lot of money in your face right now
Just need the bass
You hear that bass, don't it? (Don't it?)
Better know that this ain't no concert when you see that Drac', homie (Dummy)
You bring him around, better pat him down, he got a case, don't he?
Nigga, we tryna do it B.I.G, you still got faith, don't it?
Hope you ain't changed on me
I'ma hit you up like pop (Pop)
Got a hood ho who gon' take a charge, got the bags all in her crotch (Her crotch)
I stand on business a lot (A lot)
I swear, I kid you not (Not), I see my kids a lot (A lot)
My Migo plug, he hit my phone, know he gon' spend a lot (A lot)
Bitch, I'm gon' dig you out (Uh)
The police post across the street, I see them pigs a lot (Well, f*ck 'em)
They tryna keep their tabs on us, they know we spin a lot (Spin)
My young rich niggas in the buildin', we gon' give it out 'cause it's a lot (Yeah)
It's a whole lot of money in this place right now
It's a whole lot of money in your face right now
I don't need these bitches, I just need the bass right now
Just need the bass right now, just need the bass right now
I feel it in the air (I feel it in the air), I feel in the air (I feel in the air, in the air)
It's a whole lot of money in this place right now (In this place right now)
Yeah, it's a whole lot of money in your face right now (In your face right now)
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No, I don't need a bae, I need the bass (Just need the bass)
Just give me the bass, I'll lead the way (I'll lead the way)
She in love with me in a lethal way (Killer)
But I can't fall in love, gotta keep it player
If you got it on your mind, girl, won't you say somethin'?
'Cause it's a whole lot of money in this place right now
It's a whole lot of money in your face right now
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
She want Chanel, Dior (Dior)
She want trips to New York (New York)
She want trips to Dior (Dior)
Is you gon' play your part? (What?)
Wanna turn that Nissan Altima to a Porsche? (What?)
Do I make it moist like how I flip my voice? (Yeah)
Can't stay loyal, can't make me smile, can't bring me joy (Joy)
When I'm on the road, you f*ck around, play with your toy
Tell the opps f*ck 'em, it's in the air like Michael Jordan
Them niggas broke
But it's a whole lot of money in this place right now
It's a whole lot of money in your face right now
I don't need these bitches, I just need the bass right now
Just need the bass right now, just need the bass right now
I feel it in the air, I feel in the air (The air)
It's a whole lot of money in this place right now
Yeah, it's a whole lot of money in your face right now
Just need the bass
You hear that bass, don't it? (Don't it?)
Better know that this ain't no concert when you see that Drac', homie (Dummy)
You bring him around, better pat him down, he got a case, don't he?
Nigga, we tryna do it B.I.G, you still got faith, don't it?
Hope you ain't changed on me
I'ma hit you up like pop (Pop)
Got a hood ho who gon' take a charge, got the bags all in her crotch (Her crotch)
I stand on business a lot (A lot)
I swear, I kid you not (Not), I see my kids a lot (A lot)
My Migo plug, he hit my phone, know he gon' spend a lot (A lot)
Bitch, I'm gon' dig you out (Uh)
The police post across the street, I see them pigs a lot (Well, f*ck 'em)
They tryna keep their tabs on us, they know we spin a lot (Spin)
My young rich niggas in the buildin', we gon' give it out 'cause it's a lot (Yeah)
It's a whole lot of money in this place right now
It's a whole lot of money in your face right now
I don't need these bitches, I just need the bass right now
Just need the bass right now, just need the bass right now
I feel it in the air (I feel it in the air), I feel in the air (I feel in the air, in the air)
It's a whole lot of money in this place right now (In this place right now)
Yeah, it's a whole lot of money in your face right now (In your face right now)
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No, I don't need a bae, I need the bass (Just need the bass)
Just give me the bass, I'll lead the way (I'll lead the way)
She in love with me in a lethal way (Killer)
But I can't fall in love, gotta keep it player
If you got it on your mind, girl, won't you say somethin'?
'Cause it's a whole lot of money in this place right now
It's a whole lot of money in your face right now
Just need the bass
Just need the bass
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Confirmation (Remix)
[ Featuring Lil Wayne ]
Making love to you
Feels so strange now
Cause we done got so distant
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hoping you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
Cause I need you and you need me
Head on my chest I feel you breathing
But f*ck me good don't tease me
She said I can show you a few things so watch me
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Pop it just like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Ooh just like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Pop it just like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (Just like this)
Making love to you
Feels so strange now
Cause we done got so distant
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hoping you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
She got that throwback pussy
That mean I know that pussy
So I ain't gotta pull up at the front, I backdoor that pussy
I tell her throw that pussy, Tic Tac Toe that pussy
Tell my ex I owe that pussy
Them other niggas f*ck that pussy then they ghost that pussy
She know I support that pussy, I endorse that pussy
I put my bitch below that pussy and explore that pussy
And she know ima stand on business like a doormat pussy
Lil Tunechi
Making love to you (Making love to you)
Feels so strange now (Feels so strange now)
Cause we done got so distant (We done got so distant)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hoping you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
No makeup on but you still look pretty
Go deep inside make sure you feel me
Better f*ck me good don't tease me
And I can show you a few things so let me
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Pop it just like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Ooh just like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Pop it just like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (Just like this)
Writer: Jeremy Biddle
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Be Ok
[ Featuring John Legend ]
'Fore we see the sun, we gotta see the rain
And they say when we stride up we come better than we are
Take a walk with me
Everything around us becomes better too
Keep smiling
Just gotta keep going
We all make it to our destination one day
One day
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Uh, we'll be okay if we just stick together
I left you in the past, and it hurt me lookin' at our pics together
I sent a letter tellin' you to keep your head up
Why wasn't I brave enough to face you head up?
I knew you back when you and sister 'nem was playing dress up
That's probably why I'm wishing you the best luck
Remember you told me about your problems that one night in the summer?
Said you at war with your daddy, you at odds with your momma
Ain't had no family support when you was going to college
So you got on drugs, now that'll turn a good girl violent
Said you wanna be away, started pushin' me away
Made our love relocate, yeah
I heard you got a son now, I hope he take the right road
A lot of us get gunned down
I hope I run into him so I can give him the run down
And tell him what I know now
We all lost souls in this ghost town
But everything okay
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay (We'll be okay if we just)
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Keep our head up)
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay (The world get so dark sometimes but)
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay (You shine so bright)
Uh, Sometimes you feel like don't nobody love you
But even when you go through hell, you gotta know that heaven right above you
I pray that one day you live a life of luxury
So you can see that money signs ain't everything you need to hug your loved ones
If you got kids, you got to love your little ones
They grow so fast and we only live once
And son, I pray for days you don't have to have a gun
But I also pray you make it around the sun, So what's done is done
And we got people starving all across the globe
We got money for wars, but we at war at home
But I'm scared to call this house a home, 'cause I don't really own it
Even when I get my credit right, they still won't loan shit
They tell me I need more shit, they tell me all this bullshit
The truth is that I'm still a black man, just a rich black man
So motherf*ck that plan
Back in the trap again, but that's another trap again
Damn
Everything will be okay (And as the world turns)
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
We gonna be okay, (I hope you never lose sight at what's right), get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay (I'm always here)
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Whenever you need me)
My head under the water
And my eyes are towards the clouds
Let's take a swim right now
Oh, take me deeper in your ocean
Show me where no ones allowed
But don't let me drown
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Everything will be okay
We'll make it through the day
We gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
We gonna be okay, get on your knees and pray we gon' be okay-ay-ay-ay-ay
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Court In The Morning
I got court in the mornin'
And I'm thinkin' 'bout not even goin'
Every single day another subpoena, I'm thinkin' 'bout not even showin'
Got a lot of mouths to feed
So I've been on the board every day like Monopoly
Bitch, why you wanna bother me?
This bitch so bitter, wish she never had a child with me
I be f*ckin' on these hoes, that's another hobby
Had to kill another nigga, that's another body
New Lambo Vent' with the new body
Ville Jeep, bitch, we the new Illuminati
White on white Rolls Royce, now I'm feelin' godly
I just found twenty bands when I did the laundry
Put that same twenty bands on a nigga bounty (Hey)
And I'm still in the streets where they found me (Hey)
I was tired of lookin' for support ('Port)
I came out the south but I went north (North)
Choppa clip the size of a door (Door)
Bitch, I skydived off the porch
He gon' shove dick in her voice (Yeah)
Probably make her scream till she hoarse (Yeah)
When she hear me sing, make her moist
I do anything for the boys (Boys)
Ain't never asked no one to ride for me
Ain't never asked no one to slide for me (Slide)
Had to cop some new stick for the robbery
I got court in the mornin', hope God with me
I got court in the mornin' (Ooh, hey, woo)
And I'm thinkin' 'bout not even goin'
Every single day another subpoena, I'm thinkin' 'bout not even showin'
Got a lot of mouths to feed
So I've been on the board every day like Monopoly
Bitch, why you wanna bother me?
This bitch so bitter, wish she never had a child with me
I be f*ckin' on these hoes, that's another hobby
Had to kill another nigga, that's another body (Body)
New Lambo Vent' with the new body (Body)
Ville Jeep, bitch, we the new Illuminati ('Nati)
White on white Rolls Royce, now I'm feelin' godly
I just found twenty bands when I did the laundry (Hey)
Put that same twenty bands on a nigga bounty (Hey)
And I'm still in the streets where they found me (Hey)
(Too-too, brr)
Shoot out the roof with the guy, SUV bulletproof, I could take every shot
Go to war with your hood, we gon' take care every block
Put my money in stock, I got savings in bonds
Hundred a show, pay my nigga a bond
Tryna break in my house, leave him dead on the lawn
I was stuck in the streets when my TV got pawned
It was back in the day on the PlayStaytion One (Yeah)
He won't go by himself, he gon' take everyone
From the moon to the sun, I'ma clean every gun
I'ma make sure they work
Make sure they don't jam, put one in the dirt
F*ck the court, I might follow a juror to work
Beat the case, I be doin' mysterious work (Haha)
I got court in the mornin' (Court in the mornin')
And I'm thinkin' 'bout not even goin' (Not even goin')
Every single day another subpoena, I'm thinkin' 'bout not even showin' (Showin')
Got a lot of mouths to feed
So I've been on the board every day like Monopoly
Bitch, why you wanna bother me? (Yeah)
This bitch so bitter (Yeah), wish she never had a child with me (Yeah, yeah)
I be f*ckin' on these hoes, that's another hobby
Had to kill another nigga, that's another body (Body)
New Lambo Vent' with the new body (Skrrt)
Ville Jeep, bitch, we the new Illuminati
White on white Rolls Royce, now I'm feelin' godly
I just found twenty bands when I did the laundry
Put that same twenty bands on a nigga bounty
And I'm still in the streets where they found me
Bounty (Yeah)
Hmm-mm-mm
Mm-hmm
And I'm thinkin' 'bout not even goin'
Every single day another subpoena, I'm thinkin' 'bout not even showin'
Got a lot of mouths to feed
So I've been on the board every day like Monopoly
Bitch, why you wanna bother me?
This bitch so bitter, wish she never had a child with me
I be f*ckin' on these hoes, that's another hobby
Had to kill another nigga, that's another body
New Lambo Vent' with the new body
Ville Jeep, bitch, we the new Illuminati
White on white Rolls Royce, now I'm feelin' godly
I just found twenty bands when I did the laundry
Put that same twenty bands on a nigga bounty (Hey)
And I'm still in the streets where they found me (Hey)
I was tired of lookin' for support ('Port)
I came out the south but I went north (North)
Choppa clip the size of a door (Door)
Bitch, I skydived off the porch
He gon' shove dick in her voice (Yeah)
Probably make her scream till she hoarse (Yeah)
When she hear me sing, make her moist
I do anything for the boys (Boys)
Ain't never asked no one to ride for me
Ain't never asked no one to slide for me (Slide)
Had to cop some new stick for the robbery
I got court in the mornin', hope God with me
I got court in the mornin' (Ooh, hey, woo)
And I'm thinkin' 'bout not even goin'
Every single day another subpoena, I'm thinkin' 'bout not even showin'
Got a lot of mouths to feed
So I've been on the board every day like Monopoly
Bitch, why you wanna bother me?
This bitch so bitter, wish she never had a child with me
I be f*ckin' on these hoes, that's another hobby
Had to kill another nigga, that's another body (Body)
New Lambo Vent' with the new body (Body)
Ville Jeep, bitch, we the new Illuminati ('Nati)
White on white Rolls Royce, now I'm feelin' godly
I just found twenty bands when I did the laundry (Hey)
Put that same twenty bands on a nigga bounty (Hey)
And I'm still in the streets where they found me (Hey)
(Too-too, brr)
Shoot out the roof with the guy, SUV bulletproof, I could take every shot
Go to war with your hood, we gon' take care every block
Put my money in stock, I got savings in bonds
Hundred a show, pay my nigga a bond
Tryna break in my house, leave him dead on the lawn
I was stuck in the streets when my TV got pawned
It was back in the day on the PlayStaytion One (Yeah)
He won't go by himself, he gon' take everyone
From the moon to the sun, I'ma clean every gun
I'ma make sure they work
Make sure they don't jam, put one in the dirt
F*ck the court, I might follow a juror to work
Beat the case, I be doin' mysterious work (Haha)
I got court in the mornin' (Court in the mornin')
And I'm thinkin' 'bout not even goin' (Not even goin')
Every single day another subpoena, I'm thinkin' 'bout not even showin' (Showin')
Got a lot of mouths to feed
So I've been on the board every day like Monopoly
Bitch, why you wanna bother me? (Yeah)
This bitch so bitter (Yeah), wish she never had a child with me (Yeah, yeah)
I be f*ckin' on these hoes, that's another hobby
Had to kill another nigga, that's another body (Body)
New Lambo Vent' with the new body (Skrrt)
Ville Jeep, bitch, we the new Illuminati
White on white Rolls Royce, now I'm feelin' godly
I just found twenty bands when I did the laundry
Put that same twenty bands on a nigga bounty
And I'm still in the streets where they found me
Bounty (Yeah)
Hmm-mm-mm
Mm-hmm
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Buy Your Bitch Sum
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They say I got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member
You bought that bitch a truck, I drive that bitch bout everyday
Yeah, you love that girl, she told me one day she gon' change her ways
But not today, we in this bitch boo'd up like her name Ella Mai
I'm whippin' a Cullinan, I told my niggas that we seen better days
These niggas can't f*ck with him, they hate so I went bulletproof Escalade
And f*ck these niggas, I only hang with my B like the letter A, he let it sang
These niggas just be like clowns like the joker, I brought the poker
My gun license revoked but don't provoke 'em
They say I got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member, yeah
We gone light this bitch up like it's Christmas
Keep it cool, don't turn into a victim, aye
C'est la vie, pop that P for a real pussy
Ball like India Arie
In the kitchen whippin' Alicia Keys
Nigga say he gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
Say you gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
You know I'm gang affiliated
I think she can have my babies
Kick door nigga, I don't get raided
Drop the lo', thank you baby
She was broke, I upped the wages
AR pistol, 'quipped with lazers
Hit the daddy, Mr. Baby
I got aim, I practice daily
All my neighbors think I'm crazy
20K, do me a favor
We got money on the table
So we screaming "F*ck the label"
That ain't P, that ain't the same one that I got
The f*ck they give you?
That's your hoe, better save her
She don't go, you better trade her
They say I got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member, yeah
We gone light this bitch up like it's Christmas
Keep it cool, don't turn into a victim, aye
C'est la vie, pop that P for a real pussy
Ball like India Arie
In the kitchen whippin' Alicia Keys
Nigga say he gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
Say he gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
They say Bleu got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member
Yeah, callin' all the members
Said I'm callin' all the members
Say I got the hood in the blender
Throw yo' hood up if you a member
Callin' all my members
Yeah I'm callin' all my members
Say he gettin' rich, huh
So what? Go buy your bitch some
Nigga say he gettin' rich, huh
So what? Go buy your bitch some
They say I got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member
You bought that bitch a truck, I drive that bitch bout everyday
Yeah, you love that girl, she told me one day she gon' change her ways
But not today, we in this bitch boo'd up like her name Ella Mai
I'm whippin' a Cullinan, I told my niggas that we seen better days
These niggas can't f*ck with him, they hate so I went bulletproof Escalade
And f*ck these niggas, I only hang with my B like the letter A, he let it sang
These niggas just be like clowns like the joker, I brought the poker
My gun license revoked but don't provoke 'em
They say I got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member, yeah
We gone light this bitch up like it's Christmas
Keep it cool, don't turn into a victim, aye
C'est la vie, pop that P for a real pussy
Ball like India Arie
In the kitchen whippin' Alicia Keys
Nigga say he gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
Say you gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
You know I'm gang affiliated
I think she can have my babies
Kick door nigga, I don't get raided
Drop the lo', thank you baby
She was broke, I upped the wages
AR pistol, 'quipped with lazers
Hit the daddy, Mr. Baby
I got aim, I practice daily
All my neighbors think I'm crazy
20K, do me a favor
We got money on the table
So we screaming "F*ck the label"
That ain't P, that ain't the same one that I got
The f*ck they give you?
That's your hoe, better save her
She don't go, you better trade her
They say I got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member, yeah
We gone light this bitch up like it's Christmas
Keep it cool, don't turn into a victim, aye
C'est la vie, pop that P for a real pussy
Ball like India Arie
In the kitchen whippin' Alicia Keys
Nigga say he gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
Say he gettin' rich, huh, so what?
Go buy your bitch some
They say Bleu got the hood in the blender
Twist your fingers up if you a member
Yeah, callin' all the members
Said I'm callin' all the members
Say I got the hood in the blender
Throw yo' hood up if you a member
Callin' all my members
Yeah I'm callin' all my members
Say he gettin' rich, huh
So what? Go buy your bitch some
Nigga say he gettin' rich, huh
So what? Go buy your bitch some
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TARAJI
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step, baby
This is real love
Yeah
I'm stayin' at the London tonight
Leave your name at the check in if you come in tonight
Over there, lookin' like Taraji
We could do ménage à trois if you down, bae
You be my Beyoncé, I could your Hova
F*ckin' up my sofa 'cause that thing super soaker
I wanna be your knight in shinin' armour
Yeah, hopin' that your love come around
Just like karma (I've seen enough of you to know)
Uh
Yeah, I know you f*ck with rap stars
I know you don't want a good man, you want a trap star
I know that you all 'bout them bils, like you pass laws
Put you on a jet in the sky, forget your passport
You don't really love him but damn, that was your last choice
I'm just tryna put you in cuffs just like I'm Bad Boys
No, I'm just tryna put you in cuffs just like the task force
Now your body drivin' me crazy, we on a crash course
Girl, I could put you up in that Benz, don't mind payin' for it
I can't let nobody else get it, got it to pay for it
And I swear these other women they'll bore
Hit you when I'm back on tour
'Cause I'm stayin' at
Yeah
I'm stayin' at the London tonight
Leave your name at the check in if you come in tonight
Over there, lookin' like Taraji
We could do ménage à trois if you down, bae
You be my Beyoncé, I could your Hova
F*ckin' up my sofa 'cause that thing super soaker
I wanna be your knight in shinin' armour
Yeah, hopin' that your love come around
Just like karma (I've seen enough of you to know)
I know how to make you laugh, I know how to make you smile
I know every spot to touch to make that thing get aroused
Ain't no way to miss that ass, you can see it in the crowd
When I see somebody lookin', don't get mad, I get proud
When you see somebody lookin', now you mad, now you loud
You my queen, baby, you know every queen need a crown, hold you down
You say you soul searchin', but I've waitin' patiently so don't leave me cold turkey
I want you to perform for me, baby, it's closed curtain, now close the curtain
I'm in your city and your heart still hurtin'
Come up the elevator if you car still workin'
Yeah
I'm stayin' at the London tonight
Leave your name at the check in if you come in tonight
Over there, lookin' like Taraji
We could do ménage à trois if you down, bae
You be my Beyoncé, I could your Hova
F*ckin' up my sofa 'cause that thing super soaker
I wanna be your knight in shinin' armour
Yeah, hopin' that your love come around
Just like karma (I've seen enough of you to know)
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step, baby
This is real-
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step, baby
This is real love
Yeah
I'm stayin' at the London tonight
Leave your name at the check in if you come in tonight
Over there, lookin' like Taraji
We could do ménage à trois if you down, bae
You be my Beyoncé, I could your Hova
F*ckin' up my sofa 'cause that thing super soaker
I wanna be your knight in shinin' armour
Yeah, hopin' that your love come around
Just like karma (I've seen enough of you to know)
Uh
Yeah, I know you f*ck with rap stars
I know you don't want a good man, you want a trap star
I know that you all 'bout them bils, like you pass laws
Put you on a jet in the sky, forget your passport
You don't really love him but damn, that was your last choice
I'm just tryna put you in cuffs just like I'm Bad Boys
No, I'm just tryna put you in cuffs just like the task force
Now your body drivin' me crazy, we on a crash course
Girl, I could put you up in that Benz, don't mind payin' for it
I can't let nobody else get it, got it to pay for it
And I swear these other women they'll bore
Hit you when I'm back on tour
'Cause I'm stayin' at
Yeah
I'm stayin' at the London tonight
Leave your name at the check in if you come in tonight
Over there, lookin' like Taraji
We could do ménage à trois if you down, bae
You be my Beyoncé, I could your Hova
F*ckin' up my sofa 'cause that thing super soaker
I wanna be your knight in shinin' armour
Yeah, hopin' that your love come around
Just like karma (I've seen enough of you to know)
I know how to make you laugh, I know how to make you smile
I know every spot to touch to make that thing get aroused
Ain't no way to miss that ass, you can see it in the crowd
When I see somebody lookin', don't get mad, I get proud
When you see somebody lookin', now you mad, now you loud
You my queen, baby, you know every queen need a crown, hold you down
You say you soul searchin', but I've waitin' patiently so don't leave me cold turkey
I want you to perform for me, baby, it's closed curtain, now close the curtain
I'm in your city and your heart still hurtin'
Come up the elevator if you car still workin'
Yeah
I'm stayin' at the London tonight
Leave your name at the check in if you come in tonight
Over there, lookin' like Taraji
We could do ménage à trois if you down, bae
You be my Beyoncé, I could your Hova
F*ckin' up my sofa 'cause that thing super soaker
I wanna be your knight in shinin' armour
Yeah, hopin' that your love come around
Just like karma (I've seen enough of you to know)
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step
I've seen enough of you to know
I'm done with the two-step
I'm done with the two-step, baby
This is real-
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Make Me Stay
[ Featuring Jacquees ]
I can see it in your eyes, you got love on your face (Face)
Got your eyes to your lap, you been hurt, it can change (Change)
Here we are, you in fight, 'cause you stuck in your ways (Ways)
But that won't push me away (Yeah)
That pussy might make me stay
That pussy might make me stay
That pussy might make me stay (You make me stay)
That pussy might make me stay (That's drugs)
That pussy might make me stay (Oh, yeah)
That pussy might never made me go (Oh, yeah)
Don't f*ck up and have another ho gettin' that dick, you trippin', better play me close
Get on your knees, I'ma drop this lo (This lo)
I know one thing, you better be loyal when I'm gone better play with that Rolls
Girl, I wanna touch your soul
Lookin' in the mirror, ass fat and your waist disappearin'
Tryna hold you like a past interference, make you cum fast like the Fast & Furious
Switch your gears, leave your man in the rear
Hit you from the back, yeah
I can tell you're bad, yeah
Left him in the past, oh, yeah
I can see it in your eyes, you got love on your face (Face)
Got your eyes to your lap, you been hurt, it can change (Change)
Here we are, you in fight, 'cause you stuck in your ways (Ways)
But that won't push me away (Yeah)
That pussy might make me stay
That pussy might make me stay
That pussy might make me stay (You make me stay)
That pussy might make me stay (Jacquees)
This pussy killer (Right), call her AK
This shit expensive (Yeah), dependin' on the day (Yeah)
Whenever you like, I'll do it, whatever you say (Whatever)
You know where to find me, girl, I'm one call away (Yeah)
It's time for me to leave whenever we beef
Pussy guaranteed, it's all that I need
Go through phases, no type of patience
Gotta be special, fight temptation
All this arguin', turn into f*ckin'
You gotta be toxic, we can't keep rockin'
Too many visions in my head
And I wanna let you got, but girl, I'm scared
I can see it in your eyes, you got love on your face (Face)
Got your eyes to your lap, you been hurt, it can change (Change)
Here we are, you in fight, 'cause you stuck in your ways (Ways)
But that won't push me away (Yeah)
That pussy might make me stay
That pussy might make me stay
That pussy might make me stay (You make me stay)
That pussy might make me stay (That's drugs)
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Confirmation
(Hitmaka)
Makin' love to you
Feel so strange now
'Cause we done got so distant
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
'Cause I need you and you need me
Head on my chest, I feel you breathin'
Better f*ck me good, don't tease me
She said, I can show you a few things, so watch me
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Makin' love to you (we be makin' love)
Feel so strange now
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
Send me your location, I'm on the way (way)
Just like I got off the bench, I ain't got time to play (to play)
No, we ain't got time to bullshit
She like, I just got my hair done, boy, you better not pull it (pull it)
So you know I had to pull it, I'm a bully (yes sir)
Bring that ass over here, don't fear me
Just hit my line when you in my city
F*ckin' on the kitchen counter, by the dishes
In the kitchen, hit you by the butter biscuit
Got my eyes on you, I got tunnel vision, ooh-ooh
Makin' love to you (you, ooh, feel so strange)
Feel so strange now (feel so strange)
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel (feel, yeah)
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
No makeup on but you still look pretty
Go deep inside, makin' sure you feel me
Better f*ck me good, don't tease me
I can show you a few things, so watch me
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Makin' love to you
Feel so strange now
'Cause we done got so distant
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
'Cause I need you and you need me
Head on my chest, I feel you breathin'
Better f*ck me good, don't tease me
She said, I can show you a few things, so watch me
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Makin' love to you (we be makin' love)
Feel so strange now
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
Send me your location, I'm on the way (way)
Just like I got off the bench, I ain't got time to play (to play)
No, we ain't got time to bullshit
She like, I just got my hair done, boy, you better not pull it (pull it)
So you know I had to pull it, I'm a bully (yes sir)
Bring that ass over here, don't fear me
Just hit my line when you in my city
F*ckin' on the kitchen counter, by the dishes
In the kitchen, hit you by the butter biscuit
Got my eyes on you, I got tunnel vision, ooh-ooh
Makin' love to you (you, ooh, feel so strange)
Feel so strange now (feel so strange)
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel (feel, yeah)
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
No makeup on but you still look pretty
Go deep inside, makin' sure you feel me
Better f*ck me good, don't tease me
I can show you a few things, so watch me
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Writer: Jeremy Biddle
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Heart To Borrow
Yeah
Many nights I contemplated ('Plated), what I do when I get famous
When them niggas start changin' (Change) and your heart go cold
When you got money everybody think you should carry their load
But if you was me would you do the same? We'll never know
I'm clutchin' hard, I'm ready to blow 'cause I got enemies I ain't meet yet
Bitch ass niggas won't get no clout off me, you get a F&N
Pistol on me, I'm itchin' to kill just like a meth head
Security can pat me down, I got this bitch strapped on my left leg
Most these industry niggas fake but still I could tell you that
You ain't never did shit for me but [?] your ass on me and held me back
I wanted the real thing, but she got ass, you can't even text me back (Yeah)
That ain't your boo just 'cause y'all got some history
These niggas be mysteries
Can't tell who on your side, I don't like your energy
Might f*ck around and take you out your misery (Yeah)
Man, f*ck Bleu, I don't even listen to your music no more (Yeah)
So many nights I contemplated, what I do when I get famous
When your niggas start changin' and your heart go cold
But I don't wanna live if you ain't in my house tomorrow
I just need a hear that I can borrow
'Cause it get lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Uh, many nights I contemplated ('Plated) what I do when I get rich (What I do)
Give my brother a new lawyer, move my grandma out the brick
And Jamesy call the hell 'cause he ain't tell her I know he's sick (Goddamn)
When I can't answer the phone when I'm on the road, he have a fit (F*ck nigga)
And my brother behind the fence
RIP LaVell, you truly gon' be missed (Yeah)
RIP Ta'Kor, you truly gon' be missed (Yeah)
If we take it out out, we all gon' be rich (For real)
I'm lonely with thoughts, [?]
Lookin' at them old pictures
Lookin' at them old niggas
Most of them niggas gon' die broke niggas
I gave my soul to you
And as I look back (Yeah), I think about
So many nights I contemplated, what I do when I get famous
When your niggas start changin' and your heart go cold
But I don't wanna live if you ain't in my house tomorrow
I just need a hear that I can borrow
'Cause it get lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Many nights I contemplated ('Plated), what I do when I get famous
When them niggas start changin' (Change) and your heart go cold
When you got money everybody think you should carry their load
But if you was me would you do the same? We'll never know
I'm clutchin' hard, I'm ready to blow 'cause I got enemies I ain't meet yet
Bitch ass niggas won't get no clout off me, you get a F&N
Pistol on me, I'm itchin' to kill just like a meth head
Security can pat me down, I got this bitch strapped on my left leg
Most these industry niggas fake but still I could tell you that
You ain't never did shit for me but [?] your ass on me and held me back
I wanted the real thing, but she got ass, you can't even text me back (Yeah)
That ain't your boo just 'cause y'all got some history
These niggas be mysteries
Can't tell who on your side, I don't like your energy
Might f*ck around and take you out your misery (Yeah)
Man, f*ck Bleu, I don't even listen to your music no more (Yeah)
So many nights I contemplated, what I do when I get famous
When your niggas start changin' and your heart go cold
But I don't wanna live if you ain't in my house tomorrow
I just need a hear that I can borrow
'Cause it get lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Uh, many nights I contemplated ('Plated) what I do when I get rich (What I do)
Give my brother a new lawyer, move my grandma out the brick
And Jamesy call the hell 'cause he ain't tell her I know he's sick (Goddamn)
When I can't answer the phone when I'm on the road, he have a fit (F*ck nigga)
And my brother behind the fence
RIP LaVell, you truly gon' be missed (Yeah)
RIP Ta'Kor, you truly gon' be missed (Yeah)
If we take it out out, we all gon' be rich (For real)
I'm lonely with thoughts, [?]
Lookin' at them old pictures
Lookin' at them old niggas
Most of them niggas gon' die broke niggas
I gave my soul to you
And as I look back (Yeah), I think about
So many nights I contemplated, what I do when I get famous
When your niggas start changin' and your heart go cold
But I don't wanna live if you ain't in my house tomorrow
I just need a hear that I can borrow
'Cause it get lonely without you
So so lonely without you
Lonely without you
So so lonely without you
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Live Forever
[ Featuring Fridayy ]
You feel it deep in my eyes, can't you see the pain?
Sometimes I feel left in this world with nothin' to gain
'Cause you took my soul when you left me, all I feel is rain
I know that you're proud of me, look at what I became, oh
I'm gon' make your name
I'm gon' make your name live forever, forever (Forever)
And I pray you live forever, I pray we live forever
And if you ever die, I got your kids forever
I owe you life, this shit we built together
And we was good, but this a different level (Uh)
And I hope you know that you my bitch forever
You know we rich forever
I wish you could ride this dick forever
And mama, like you got your shit together, I'm proud of you, son
And I'm proud of you son, I told him, "Boy, I'd die for your moms"
Would you judge me if I cried in your arms?
You got a bad day, hidin' your scars
I'm tryna patch you before you die in my arms
They say it's useless to cry when it storms
Save all your tears until we finally on
I know you tired of bein' the positive one
But do your best, show 'em your strength
That's why I had to tatt' your name on my flesh
And I hope you live forever
I hope that age never affect you
I hope you be the one human that's special
You feel it deep in my eyes, can't you see the pain? (My eyes)
Sometimes I feel left (Feel left) in this world with nothin' to gain
'Cause you took my soul when you left me, all I feel is rain
I know that you're proud of me (Proud of me), look at what I became, oh (Became)
I'm gon' make your name (Your name)
I'm gon' make your name live forever, forever (Jeremy)
Remember sittin' on the couch together, we bought a house together
I love you like Jordan love basketball but you can bounce whenever
That's what I said but I never meant that (Meant that)
I hope you ain't thinkin' 'bout gettin' get back (Damn)
I f*ck to be trusted I can admit that
It's like I became a monster
I don't think I'm prepared for superstardom
It feel amazin' lookin' at my daughter
I hope she don't grow up to hate her father
I send my love to Corbin and Carson, but Jay's who my superstar is
My eyes get weary
My youngest son got autism so I'm learnin' to listen more than I ever did
I want you to know that you heaven sent, you might be better than me
You see my soul clear if you look deep, uh
You feel it deep in my eyes, can't you see the pain?
Sometimes I feel left in this world with nothin' to gain (Got nothin' to gain)
'Cause you took my soul when you left me (You left me), all I feel is rain (I feel the rain comin')
I know that you're proud of me, look at what I became, oh
I'm gon' make your name (I'ma make our name live forever)
I'm gon' make your name live forever, forever (That's why I made your name my name)
Forever
If you look deep in my eyes, can't you see
Can't you see, can't you see the pain?
Sometimes I feel left in this world
Nothin' to gain
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Back From The Dead
[ Featuring JD On Tha Track ]
Riding in the ghost, the hood know me well
This shit hard to find, this that holy grail
Court side, sit so close it's like we know the players
But I'm a player too, my jersey in the booth
Bitch I'm in my bag, Gucci puffer coat
Nigga I'm in my bag, I broke enough for us both
You f*ckin' with the goat
Uh, f*ck nigga
Ridin' in the Vette
Every time I hit the gas it make her pussy wet
How Yung Bleu got all them millions, he ain't went viral yet
No I won't be on TikTok, but I got Sierra Leone diamonds in this wristwatch
We did the impossible, told my niggas lock and load
We got drums in this bitch like rock and roll
AR bullets run through niggas likе we run through obstacles
F*ck we fighting for, stеp on a nigga like a cockroach
I f*ck with Mexicans from Mexico, they kill you vamanos
We jump off the Porsche Geronimo like "eenie miney moe"
I look over my shoulder more than a nigga drop the soap
Bitch you nasty, real nasty, nastier than guacamole
I'm so Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
See you pussies in the afterlife, we at your casket closin'
Home invasion, check the front door then see if the back is open
Be aware, don't be lackin' focus, they might crack it open
Racked up, money on your head, f*ck nigga
I come alive
Straight back from the dead, f*ck nigga
Are you scared, f*ck nigga (And let the streets say amen)
(What you wanna do?)
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
This the intro nigga
He on the list so get his info pull a kick door nigga
How you gon' run beyond your ass just like a nympho nigga
New real estate, no you can't find this shit on Zillow nigga
I had the ups, couldn't even slide, he had his kiddos with him
New rental car, I copped it, my bitch named the windows tenant
Big Bleu, the big old menace
New magazine extendo on the Glock, it shoot like gasoline
We tryna rob everything, we ain't nothin' but a pack of thieves
I'm ridin' with a cold ass killer
These bitches be mad and bitter
They don't know about Jeremy Bitter
I came from rags to riches
Nigga I ain't scared to get you
I was in here with the roaches and the rats
I'm on [?] like a soldier in Iraq
[?] niggas all want an interaction
Mo' transactions
F*ck nigga I need mo' transactions
Racked up, money on your head, f*ck nigga
I come alive
Straight back from the dead, f*ck nigga
Are you scared, f*ck nigga (And let the streets say amen)
(What you wanna do?)
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
Run this money up, run it
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