Ornela – Невиждани Очи (Live)

Ти си далече, не те забравям,
с теб отвлече душата моя.
Във всеки теб откривам и все се питам:
Сърцето твое с мен ли остана?

Невиждани очи уж се забравят,
а твоите по-силно ме изгарят,
погледна ли се в чуждо огледало,
теб виждам нежно мен да ме галиш.
Невиждани очи уж се забравят,
а моите по силно те изгарят,
делят ни много, много километри,
а всъщност с теб сме на сантиметри.

Аз съм далече, не ме забравяй,
търси ме вечно в душата твоя.
Във всяка мен откривай и ме обичай
един за друг сме с теб родени.

Невиждани очи не се забравят
а все се търсят и в любов изгарят,
телата може да са разделени,
ала сърцата не се разделят.

Gfriend – Summer Rain (Sub Español, Hangul, Roma)

누구에게나 한번쯤 쏟아지던 여름비처럼
갑작스레 다가왔었던 사랑이 있겠죠
빗소리에 잠도 못 잘 만큼
그땐 니가 내겐 그랬죠
흙내음을 머금은 나의 감정이
쏟아내듯이 떨려오네요
자그마한 우산을 나누려고
다가오는가 봐 (두근대요)
여름날의 기적일까요?

찬란하게 빛나던 시간이었다고
맑은 여름비처럼 고마웠었다고
한줄기 빗물처럼 너무 아름다웠던
투명한 우리들의 이야기

미래는 알 수 없었죠 스쳐가는 여우비처럼
바람과는 다르게 자꾸만 엇갈렸었죠
비가 갠 뒤에 무지개처럼
잠시 머무르진 마요

풀내음을 머금은 나의 감정이
쏟아내듯이 젖어오네요
밤하늘의 달마저
가리워지는 교차점에서 (기다려요)
기적은 이루어질까요?

찬란하게 빛나던 시간이었다고
맑은 여름비처럼 고마웠었다고
한줄기 빗물처럼 너무 아름다웠던
투명한 우리들의 이야기

하늘에서 내린 눈물 같아 (기억할게)
아지랑이 피어나듯이 설레었다고
풀잎에 맺힌 이슬비처럼
기쁘고 때론 슬펐던 여름날의 추억

아름답게 빛나던 계절이 지나도
지금처럼 영원히 나를 적셔줄래
한줄기 빗물처럼 너무 아름다웠던
투명한 우리들의 이야기

CLC – Pepe (Sub Español, Hangul, Roma)

네가 내게 뭘 줄 수 있겠니
이건 너의 한계
생각보다 훨씬 멍청해
평생 중2병
남자란 똑같아 (네가 원하는걸)
찾으려 헤맬 땐 (조급해지고)
무슨 환자야 의사와 상의해
아픈 척하지 말고

왜 건들고 흔들어 님아 혹시
Ooh ooh 어쩌나
You’re so crazy Amazing 해 너의 연기
또 다신 날 찾지 마

후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
이게 네 수준이야

Move back 어딜 봐
넌 못 오르는 나무야
Plz 그만 좀 해 둬
네 여잔 딴 데 가서 알아봐

남자란 똑같아 (네가 원하는걸)
찾으려 헤맬 땐 (조급해지고)
무슨 환자야 의사와 상의해
아픈 척하지 말고

왜 건들고 흔들어 님아 혹시
Ooh ooh 어쩌나
You’re so crazy Amazing 해 너의 연기
또 다신 날 찾지 마

후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
이게 네 수준이야

뻔한 남자들의 늑대 같은 외침
마침 굶주려 있는 것처럼 건드려
정이 뚝뚝 떨어지는 감동
이제 화도 나지 않아 나도
너와 헤어지니 노래를 불러요
가족 친구들도 만세를 불러요
더듬더듬 잘 가라 Baby
너를 잊는 법도 참 Easy

왜 건들고 흔들어 님아 혹시
Ooh ooh 어쩌나
You’re so crazy Amazing 해 너의 연기
또 다신 날 찾지 마

후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
후비루에 페페 페로 웃겨
이게 네 수준이야

Dounia – Shyne

[Verse 1]
I can only watch for so long, before I get uncomfortable
The centerfold, I gotta be, pay attention, see
I’m terribly offended they’re commending mediocrity
Are we honestly praising this commodity?
You call yourself an artist, stop, don’t get me started
Stop, don’t get me started
Not much of a drinker ’cause shit keeps spillin’ out
And I can hold my liquor, but I can’t hold my mouth
I can’t hold my tonuge, it lashes when it wants
I’ll blame it on the a-a-a-a-ambiance
Blame it on the excess clouding up my lenses
Finishing my sentence
My favorite kind of vengeance is gettin’ paid
Look back at rejection, and what it made

[Chorus]
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma do it like I’m tryin’, flex in due time on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I might just pull a new vibe on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

[Verse 2]
I’m makin’ shit that’s honest, ain’t a product for a profit
Yeah my mind ain’t on my wallet
You won’t hear it ‘less I wrote it
It’s wack then I’ll dispose it
The standard that I’ll be setting is the standard I’m upholding
No silver spoon, shit just made me golden
I see your cards and I ain’t folding
I got a million in the molding, ’cause art takes time
And money it supply peace of mind

[Chorus]
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma do it like I’m tryin’, flex in due time on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I might just pull a new vibe on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

[Bridge]
I’ma pull a new tide on ’em
I’ma pull a new vibe on ’em
I’ma pull a new tide on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

[Verse 3]
I ain’t in it for the money, I’ll get it when it’s ready
Take it back to my place, for conversation, Henny
For now I’m shooting campaigns in L.A. with some baddies
Yeah, with some baddies
Win the lotto, be a model, both funny concepts
Made my way in for some bread, yeah I finessed
Now I’m takin’ photos for some studio time
Couldn’t make it by when I worked the 9 to 5
In SoHo, with my eyes low
Closing shift got me lookin’ loco
IPhone with the glass broke
And my money barely seemed to get me back home
Yeah we gonna move to Jersey for your senior year
Quick, turn off the TV ’cause the landlord here
You still gotta take the train though, go to school in Queens
And get an education so you can live in Queens
‘Cause I ain’t got the means, your mama gettin’ tired
And when they ask what I do I honestly wanna lie
Ranking ain’t too high
Don’t end up where I am, promise me that you’ll try
I know you wanna sing, you can do that on the side
It ain’t about the money, it’s more about the pride
But I hope I make you proud still, mama
Hope I hold a Grammy up like a diploma
And when I do go to school, have my bread up
We’ve been in debt enough
We’ve been stressed enough
Been in debt enough, fuck

[Chorus]
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma do it like I’m tryin’, flex in due time on ’em
I’ma shyne on ’em, I’ma, I’ma shyne on ’em
I’ma sneak up from behind, skip the whole line on ’em
I might just pull a new vibe on ’em
Fuck a wave, I might pull a new tide on ’em

Fat Joe – So Excited (feat. Dre)

[Intro: Money Kicks]
Salam Aleikum Joe
Whenever you’re in Dubai
We have a zoo in the house
We got tigers called Tyga and Kylie
We living life!

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Yeah, uh
Pulled up in the big boy drop to the big boy yacht
Too many Patek Phillipes, I make the big boys watch
Villa suites in the Fendi chateau
Now ask Big Meech what he know about Joe
I’m fly like Ye, get mines with Jay
Got every pretty bitch tryna ride my wave
Gotta have slim waist and the face Sade
Lay up in the crib and menage all day
Went from nothin’ to somethin’, now I’m pushin’ the button
To the Wraith and the jewelry like a safe
It’s a hundred on the hate, but I’m zoned on the cake
When I’m gone I’m gonna miss y’all like the gold on the Cristal
Hit Avi, told him switch dials
Green prawns in Philippe Chow
It ain’t shit to me
No Drake, but the P is free
She got cake, well it’s somethin’ to see, right

[Chorus: Dre]
All I know is how to keep it super clear
Good head on your shoulder, damn it’s super there
When you send a text, I get so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex and I think I like it
Yeah, all I know is how to keep it super clear
Good head on your shoulder, damn it’s super there
When you send a text, I get so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex and I think I like it

[Post-Chorus: Dre]
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex, add it to the cypher
Yeah, I got a new flex and I’m so excited
Yeah, got a new flex and I know I like it

[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
Ever got head in the Wraith? Well it’s outta this world
You don’t believe me? Then ask your girl, keep it a hundred
All she wanted was a real nigga
I’m prayin’ every day not to kill niggas
Blocka!
Everything Fendi from the lights to the sofa
Everybody fly, put Fendi on the chauffeur
So sentimental, make her cry when it’s over
Biggie, "Hypnotize," still feel her thighs on my shoulder
Throw money at these hoes but I don’t do dances
Keep threesomes on my mind like the hat on the Chance kid, woo!
Yeah we back at the Grammy’s
And this time I’m bringin’ back home three for the family, right

[Chorus: Dre]
All I know is how to keep it super clear
Good head on your shoulder, damn it’s super there
When you send a text, I get so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex and I think I like it
Yeah, all I know is how to keep it super clear
Good head on your shoulder, damn it’s super there
When you send a text, I get so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex and I think I like it

[Post-Chorus: Dre]
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex, add it to the cypher
Yeah, I got a new flex and I’m so excited
Yeah, got a new flex and I know I like it

[Bridge: Fat Joe]
Hey, bitch so bad I could risk it all
If you don’t want no problems, boy don’t get involved
Now everything ain’t Gucci, this a different star
I’m about to go Carmelo, boy and risk it all
Bitch so bad I could risk it all
If you don’t want no problems, boy don’t get involved
Now everything ain’t Gucci, this a different star
I’m about to go ‘Melo, ayy

[Chorus: Dre]
All I know is how to keep it super clear
Good head on your shoulder, damn it’s super there
When you send a text, I get so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex and I think I like it
Yeah, all I know is how to keep it super clear
Good head on your shoulder, damn it’s super there
When you send a text, I get so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex and I think I like it

[Post-Chorus: Dre]
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so excited
Yeah, I got a new flex, add it to the cypher
Yeah, I got a new flex and I’m so excited
Yeah, got a new flex and I know I like it

Lyrica Anderson – Don’t Take It Personal

[Verse 1]
I know you probably hate me
For always fucking with your head
I just don’t know if you want me
Or if you’re really after my bread
I do this to everyone
So, don’t feel special, yeah!
Don’t get comfortable in my bed
After we done ain’t nothin’ to be said
Probably the perfect one
But I won’t change out
Never believe you when you say I’m the only one

[Chorus]
That’s why I do you wrong
So don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal
I do this to everyone
So just don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal

[Verse 2]
You said that you wanna ride
Wanna stick right beside me
Sayin’ all the things I like
How do I know you not lyin’?
Baby look at all the damage
Show me what makes you different
Baby, this is how they made me
I ain’t changing

[Chorus]
That’s why I do you wrong
So don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal
I do this to everyone
So just don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal

[Bridge]
Yeah, I got my guard up
Yeah, I got my guard up
Letting it down is hard though
Letting it down is hard though
Boy you gotta show me, show me, show me
Why I should give you loyalty

[Chorus]
That’s why I do you wrong
So don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal
I do this to everyone
So just don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal
But I don’t wanna do you wrong
So don’t take it personal, (don’t take, don’t take)
Don’t take it personal (don’t take)
I do this to everyone
So just don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal

[Outro]
Uoo, Yeah, yeah!
Don’t take, don’t take
Don’t take, don’t take

Nef The Pharaoh – Bling Blaow (feat. Slimmy B)

[Intro: Nef The Pharaoh]
Still smokin’ this fear woods
(wrigh wright wright wright)

[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
Bitch look at my motherfuckin’ neck (at my neck)
She see me in the traffic and she wrack
These rapper niggas want some money come stratch
Make one false move and get left (pow pow pow)
You was pissed up with no rec time
While I was at the bank like is check time
Chang the barber,bitch I cut every line
[?]
You pussy boys smell like hella period
With the gold [?] you can’t be serious (what da fuck)
Fake thugs don’t play no fearness
The only one I fear ain’t even hearin’ us
Icy neck full of rocks
Bitch I wear what made the titanic stop
Where was you at when we was gettin on cops
From tryina stop niggas cack, like literally shit

[Hook: Nef The Pharaoh]
Look at my neck bling blaow
Wow
(x8)

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Why your bottom bitch got a nigga a neck froze ?
Diamonds changin colors like a gecko
Bling-Blaow B.B.S make my chest go
Fake nigga, snake nigga,thuggin’ like they take gold
When I put that bullshit
Now all his chest gone
For a long time I was the same nigga slept on
9, 50 eat this bro
Bitches gat stabbed on
And all my nigga Chang Chang holla at that [?]
Real norf nigga never been adored nigga
Why fuck with y’all ?
You the type [?]
Look at undercity I’m like droptop Porsche nigga
Four Five [?] bounce on [?]
Tha’t on B, bitch if you ain’t gang don’t pronounce it
Jiggling for them Ps nigga we don’t flip ounces
[Nef the Pharaoh]
It’s money over here bro please don’t come around
[Slimmy B]
Diamonds like water I got a young nigga drowning

[Hook: Nef The Pharaoh]
Look at my neck bling blaow
Wow
(x8)

[Verse 3. Nef The Pharaoh]
Shining like a cristal ball I’m feel the break dance
Nigga test me ? he won’t make it
Where your diamonds at ? I can not see ’em in the dark
Lil shrimpie it ain’t a compliment I’m calling you a mork
[?] better all the hoes fatter
My neck is on (wow) your nack is on (shut up)
You the type type of nigga who is scared of the diamond testin’
And I’m the type of the nigga that fuck your bitch out from that slum
You sick with the soda left it took you over
You got your jewellery from the middle of the mall
I see you post it
It go twinckle-twinckle punk ass star (punk ass star)
Hope that your diamonds don’t hit that hard
My shit hit like a Pimp on his broad
My shit hit like basin a crowd
She try to [?]
I don’t need a flash torch I use my chain in the dark (whoa)

[Hook: Nef The Pharaoh]
Look at my neck bling blaow
Wow
(x8)

Snoop Dogg – Trash Bags (feat. K Camp)

[Intro: Female Voice]
You gotta come to [?] right now
It’s poppin’, [??] money left to right
I say you bring that bag
Music Major

[Hook: K Camp & Snoop Dogg]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Twenties, count that
Hundreds, count that
Dollars, count that
Money, count that
Paper
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Passion, Angy, Keshia, Brandy
Tangy, paradise, obsession and candy
Lily, butterfly
What are you, what am I?
Bella, Lauren, Linda Rose
On the stage, on the pole
Oceanate, Pina Colada
At the top, on the bottom
Ace of diamonds, keep ’em shinin’
Crazy girls oh yeah we got ’em
Daisy it’s crazy, and so as the home gon’ red
Don’t fuck around when it come around to pickin’ up that bread
It’s yours

[Hook: K Camp & Snoop Dogg]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Twenties, count that
Hundreds, count that
Dollars, count that
Money, count that
Paper
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Peaches and Desiree, baby girl that’s from the A
KeKe and Showtime, there’s no time like today
Champagne, Tyra, Coco and Chocolate
Stina and Devina, I’m lovin’ how ya’ll poppin’ it
XO, Hennessy, Patrón and lime after
Baby say, "roll the J", tangerine with pineapple
Daisy it’s crazy, and so as the home gon’ red
Don’t fuck around when it come around to pickin’ up that bread
It’s yours

[Hook: K Camp]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

[Outro: K Camp]
Count that, count that, count that, count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

Mozzy – Afraid (feat. DCMBR)

[Verse 1 – Mozzy]
I was pouring until it ran out
Type of nigga got his hand out
My youngin thirsty for a man down
Youngin thirsty for a man down
Unless I tell that lil nigga, "stand down"
That’s a murder, yeah, he tryna swap out his burner
Yeah, I’m tryna help him get further
Yeah, lately been doing these numbers
Working and working you know I deserve it
Yeah, my future was never for certain
We had to use dish liquid for detergent
Yeah, pop a whole lot of perkys
Yeah, still idolize David A Perkins
Yeah, make it drizzle while she twerkin’
Gang tatted on the bitch in cursive
Word, first one out there on the first
Word, keep a bundle on my person
Word, keep a thumper on my person
Nigga say the scale tweakin tryna work us
Yeah, I got a mean rap I had to earn it
Niggas really putting work for this surface
Got a mean rap I had to earn it
Four finger banging bitch this the murders
Nigga really putting work for this surface

[Hook – DCMBR]
I do or die for this shit
I flooded all my chains because they want me in the grave
They don’t want me rich
Did it all with my wrist
I did it all by breaking down and weighing up and serving all who need a fix
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
How far we came to live this way
My goons we straight
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
To die today cause I made my way
I stayed the same
Can’t never change, won’t ever change
No

[Verse 2 – Mozzy]
You know I ran out of dope
Finna cook some more
Hoe broke as shit, she ain’t put me on
Dirty ass black hoodie put it on
And you know exactly who we looking for
Couldn’t find him so he finna live some more
I was taking trips, why you wouldn’t go
Kicked a 100 doors, how you end up broke
Ya I fucked your bitch, I ain’t kiss her though
Fuck with Akhiana shit we trippin though
Fuck you bitchin for, shut up listen hoe
I love you niggas, I let all the shooters know
Make no mistake, it’s who I do it for
10k or better just to do a show
And I keep it cloudy in the coupe alone
And I’m liable to slither through alone
When you God’s child you can move alone
Do it three way for my little bro
When this bitch answer I’ma mute the phone
Drug dealer dreams we was moving zones
Nerves bad baby I can barely roll
Damn Nem can’t believe you niggas gone
Damn Perk can’t believe you niggas gone
Damn Zoe can’t believe you niggas gone
Damn Deezy can’t believe you niggas gone

[Hook – DCMBR]
I do or die for this shit
I flooded all my chains because they want me in the grave
They don’t want me rich
Did it all with my wrist
I did it all by breaking down and weighing up and serving all who need a fix
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
How far we came to live this way
My goons we straight
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
To die today cause I made my way
I stayed the same
Can’t never change, won’t ever change
No

[Outro – Mozzy]
Do or die for this shit
Suicidal we shoot up the ride
Nigga fire off the whole clip
Do or die for this shit
Yeah, suicidal we shoot up the ride
Nigga fire off the whole clip

DJ Holiday – Wassup Wid It (feat. 2 Chainz)

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Bitch, bitch talkin’ ’bout
You ain’t thinkin’ ’bout me
I said naw, no stress
Got the cashflow with my vain bitch
Shawty, how you gettin’ home
I’m good, I’m fine
Do you wanna sip wine?
Sometimes I do
Codeine in the fridge
Right there by the vegetables
Had to tell my kids
Tell ’em what goin’ on
This a real damn song
It’s a real damn facts
Billboard off the net
Yeah, I might have a birthday party in the middle of Saks
Came up off the sacks
From outta town, we gon’ tax
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the dentist, nigga, when I say I got plaques
Some gold, some plat’s
Got my son hair in plaits
Got my daughter’s hair pressed
Let you know I ain’t stressin’
Yeah, I graduated on ’em
Got degree, I’m flexin’
Got my masters in cappin’
Got my doctorates in shoppin’
Treat the pussy like a punchin’ bag
Said I wanna go boxin’

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
Uh, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Wassup, wassup with it
We can go bar for bar
We can go car for car
We can go star for star
We can go ring for ring
She gonna off the bra
I’ma jack somethin’ like Randy
She don’t wear panties for daddy
My auntie stayed off a camera
Answer the door with a hammer
Promise we didn’t had no chimney
Then I believin’ in Santa
How he gon’ come at my shit
I put some thought in that shit
I put some rock in that shit
They steady takin’ they shot
I’m steady blockin’ they shit
This that provocative shit
You pockets Bugs Bunny ears
Mine so damn deep
You can see Ben Franklin swim
Yeah, money grow on trees, nigga
I least have me a limb
Anthin’ rap where I’m from
Street side, I leave have a M

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it

Eli Sostre – Drama

[Verse]
Do you dirty
Deep down you know this shit make you nervous
Bulletproof many niggas couldn’t hurt us
I’m protecting all my blessings that’s for certain
Fuck the stars that you been with this the real
Hold it down if I fall you know the drill
I’ve been looking in your eyes I see the signs
Nevermind I put the phone on decline
Oh

[Hook]
Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
But I ain’t got no time for all the drama
Yeah I just might run back to her
See I just got no time for all the drama

Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
See I ain’t got no time for all the drama
Yeah I just might run back (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t got no time for all the drama

[Instrumental Break]

[Hook]
Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
But I ain’t got no time for all the drama
I just might run back to her
See I just got no time for all the drama

Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
See I ain’t got no time for all the drama
Yeah I just might run back (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t got no time for all the drama

Mir Fontane – All Eyez On Me

[Hook]
All Eyes On Me
I can’t walk around wit all this Ice on me
I come from the Jungle tryna move out to a beach
Cuz the snakes from the grass found they way into the streets
And all eyes on me
Loyal to my niggas, give af about police
You gotta be humble just to make it out the East
Look at all them dead babies in the belly of the beast

[Verse 1]
I be gettin to the chicken and the broccoli
Prolli why these pussy niggas wanna stop me
It’s Obvi
This ain’t what you want don’t even try me
I done seen how fast a robbery could be a homi
Can’t tell you how to live but I can show you dead bodies
When we low on tree still crack the roaches roll a Zombie
Brodie poppin pills he got the plug from Mr. Cosby
Hate when he pop pills cuz he act crazy wit the niney
I come from the side in the hood is where you find me
Niggas kill ya wife and snatch ya baby like Harambe
You think this a game this shit way more like Jumanji
Pigs grab the rats and they start singing like Ashanti
It’s crazy these single ladies wanna have my baby
These niggas want me to sign em
They think I’m Jay Z
They eyeing they think I made it I think I’m trying
My hometown, that’s like my mother
My city dying

[Hook]
All Eyes On Me
I can’t walk around wit all this Ice on me
I come from the Jungle tryna move out to a beach
Cuz the snakes from the grass found they way into the streets
And all eyes on me
Loyal to my niggas, give af about police
You gotta be humble just to make it out the East
Look at all them dead babies in the belly of the beast

[Verse 2]
And you could never understand me
I jus wanna win a Grammy do it for my family
Fish tacos lasagna and shrimp scampi
Bitch I run my city and I never pulled a hammy
I don’t do no E pills or pop zannys
Club full of Moeshas sippin on Brandy
All of my ex loves they can’t stand me
Prolli cuz I blew up when they abandon me
Kush in my system got me faded
You held all the cards, I’m jus mad how you played it
I made Frank and I still ain’t ya favorite
You still still wondering how a nigga made it
Maybe cuz the flow so outer space bitch ooouuu
You can keep the pussy gimme face bitch oouuu
Young nigga made it out the matrix
I had a dream and I’m glad I chose to chase this oouuu

Lil Peep – Benz Truck Pt. 2

[Chorus]
Baby call me up, tryna fuck
Cause she know I’m finna get the Benz truck
Good luck mothafucka
I was in the cut gettin sucked from another bitch
Pop another bean, had to double up my cup and shit
Call me up tryna fuck
Cause she know that I’ve been gettin’ to the bucks
Good luck mothafucka
Back of the club, fucked up on some other shit
All I ever wanted was a Benz and a bad bitch

[Verse]
All I ever wanted was a friend
All I ever wanted was a brand new Benz truck
Now I wonder where my friends gon’ end up
Money don’t help with the pain, where the drugs at?
Make a few racks, call the plug back
She like baby, where you goin’? When you comin’ back?
I’ma be away for a month
When I get back we can fuck
I’ma be away for a lifetime
Everything I say at the right time
Givin girls cocaine, white wine
Everyone afraid of my lifestyle

[Chorus]
Baby call me up, tryna fuck
Cause she know I’m finna get the Benz truck
Good luck mothafucka
I was in the cut gettin’ sucked from another bitch
Pop another bean, had to double up my cup and shit
Call me up tryna fuck
Cause she know that I’ve been gettin’ to the bucks
Good luck mothafucka
Back of the club, fucked up on some other shit
All I ever wanted was a Benz and a bad bitch

Rich The Kid – New Freezer (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Ayy, new freezer
You know what it was when you synced up, ayy
Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (ooh)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (new freezer)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (new freezer)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (dat way)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Ooh, money way (money)
Diamonds, flexin’ (flex, woo)
I woke up rich, spend a grip on a necklace (yuh)
I put the plug on three way (plug)
Maserati go speed race (yeah)
Drop a baby on a bitch face (woah)
More ice flexin’ this way (ice)
We put the world on the wave (the wave)
Don’t give a fuck ’cause I’m paid (woo)
More Act in a lemonade (Act)
The pharmacy knowin’ my name (my name)
I fuck that bitch ’cause she bougie (she bougie)
She suck my dick in the movies (yuh)
Trap jumpin’ like 23
She a foreign lil’ freak (freak)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Big shot, hollup, wait
Peanut butter insides
Look, outside
Cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles)
Rule of the day, get a view every day
Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day
Get a clique with a plan, give a jewel every day
I never sleep, I gotta eat, I gotta dance
I Milly Rock when I get that advance
How can I shop with like 64 M’s?
Talkin’ to Top about business again
He want a lot with new Bentleys again
I want some top from like two sets of twins
Twinny twin twins, yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch (bitch), where your friends? Yeah, yeah
(Hollup) Switch (hollup) she want in, yeah, yeah
Ball ’em in, fallin’ in bundles of flowers like Parliament
Never know, big dawg like ours

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

Pia Mia – New Balance (Jhene Aiko Cover)

[Intro]
I can’t put my finger on it
I don’t know, it’s weird
It feels like I’ve known you my whole life
I know what it is
You remind me of my brother

[Verse 1]
Most of us are angry
Most of us are strangely
More alike than we’d like to believe
Most of us are empty
Most of us are simply
More alive in the scenes of our dreams

[Chorus]
Then there’s you
You’ve got something I’ve been wanting, oooh
You’re so new
Oooh
You’re my salvage, you’re my balance, oooh
You’re so new

[Verse 2]
Most of us are hurting
Most of us are searching
Someone to love
Someone to understand
Most the time I’m fighting
Multiple voices residing
In my head

[Chorus]
Then there’s you
You bring silence to my violent truth
Yes you do
Oooh
You’re my salvage, you’re my balance, oooh
You’re so new

[Verse 3]
It hit me like a tidal wave
Knew that I was in love with you right away, yeah
Turned all my days into brighter days
Even when people say what we do is not okay
According to what the people say, yeah
Who cares what other people say?
Man fuck what other people say
I’ma ride for you
Baby, if you gon’ ride for me
Cause I know, yes I know
That what we have is oh so real
And oh I feel so confident in
All you say
When you say
You’ll never leave
You’ll never leave
Please never leave
Yeah, I believe you
Yes, I do

[Verse 4]
Most of all I am thankful
You are just what I prayed for
You are what I was made for
Yes, I’m for sure
Most of all
I just want to mean the most to you
Most of all, baby, I’m just tryna grow with you
I just wanna go with you
Cause you bring so much hope to the picture
Some of us do find the one
To fall in love
And off of the
Fucking face of the Earth with
Some of us do deserve it
A love that’s true and perfect
Some of us been through it all before
Some of us do still come back for more