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keep it up bro! JOY IS COMING✌🏽

Praise the lord “God” praise God

Ima dust my pen for this 1 🎤 🔥

How fo i find more beats line this one?

Boss do Wizkid "Pray" instrumental

Verse 1 I mixed business n pleasure, now chaos in my chest, The kind of tension that you feel when you're haunted by regret. Thought I was winning, now I’m drowning in the set, Ex on the line, now my girl reaping the debt. Made my own bed with sins, now I’m sleeping in the woke, Tried to blame the game, but I’m the one that provoked. She’s on the phone with my ex, diggin’ up the past, I’m stuck in the middle, both flames in the ash. I was balancing love, ambition, and all this pride, Thought I could juggle 'em all, now I'm lost in the tide. Got greedy with my options, now I’m stranded outside, A king without a crown, left to swallow all his lies Ex and my girl on the line, now they the ones choosing sides Both see the truth, now I’m drowning in their eyes. I mixed the sacred with the hustle, now both took their rise, Now I’m left with nothing but a mask and disguise.

lyrics (generated by gay ai): (intro) skibidi toileta la noche la skibidi hino skibidi nacho neega (verse 1) yesterday somebody whacked out my big balls now im here screaming for drakes sauce i just wanna lick his meatballs for once man (chorus) skibidi toilet is mineee drizzy will you be mineee skibidi please be mineeee drizzy can you give me your bbl (verse 2) riding in my gnx with le chingy chongy lemme see if your schlongy is big enough to rail me yeah, hail me, get on your knee yeah boy dont take it easy faster faster faster (outro) tupac please be mine i just whacked out my murals on my balls

I'm tryna spit that real shit every time Just tryna keep it all the way up Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Bahamas light work Turks might work, might work I told her, "You would love to party, " yeah (turn me up, Fivee) She say, "I'm just getting started, " damn Mm-mm, pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls Turn into bad bitches Look, look Ain't no more holdin' her hand, it's time to expand She wanna get on the 'Gram and take pics in the sand She tryna work on her tan, you ever been to Thailand? We ain't gotta pack no clothes, we can shop when we land You want bad bitch views? What you willin' to do? She can't come to your room, unless it's in Tulum You ain't ready for her, I think you should slow your roll Is you ready for her? No, no, no, no, no (no, no, no) She's a passport junkie, spend that bread like a dummy Yeah, he met her on Sunday, was in the airport by Monday If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country She like niggas that's fun, takin' shots, gettin' blunted I'll do whatever for your love, it ain't no leavin' me Spend a million in a month, who gon' compete with me? I might take her to Paris, fly out her whole family He rented a yacht and took her to Miami Listen, listen, listen, I love Miami But she don't wanna go no more She don't wanna go no more 'Cause it's not the same Times changed Oh, how the times change She don't wanna go no more She don't wanna go no more She's a passport junkie Takin' trips out the country Takin' trips out the country Oh, how the times change 'Cause it's not the same Oh, how the times change (aye, listen) She don't wanna go no more If you ain't got no bag, you can't even bag her You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? She don't wanna go no more (oh, youngin) I'll never forget it, man, 200 dollar hotel rooms and shit Used to be the shit (not the same), no sir Oh, how the times change If you ain't got no bag, man, focus on yourself, man If you ain't got no paper, man, focus on yourself, man

Overview Lyrics Analysis Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pe, minha pe, minha pe Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, vinho, vinho, a larissinha O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pe, minha pe, minha pe Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, vinho, vinho, a larissinha Everytime I try to run, you put your curse all over me I surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me Everytime I try to pray a way, you got me on my knees I surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me I love it when you turn me on I love it when you turn it on Turn it up for me, girl So come back in and turn it on Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser (Turn me on) O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pe, minha pe, minha pe (turn me on) Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, vinho, vinho, a larissinha (turn me on) O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pe, minha pe, minha pe (turn me on) Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, vinho, vinho, a larissinha (turn me on) Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser Baby, ride me to the darkness of the night Kill me softly like you want me euthanized Oh yeah Hot like rising sun, burning everything she touch She don't even want your money Came right here with someone else She's addicted to the rush I could never get enough She's desensitized to money Make her pay with something else Baby, you turn me on Baby, you turn me on Baby, you turn me on Girl, you turn me on Hit it from the back She louder than two sold out nights I think she fell in love She said she trusts me with her life, aaaah Hot like rising sun, burning everything she touch She don't even want your money Came right here with someone else She's addicted to the rush I could never get enough She's desensitized to money Need to pay with somethin' else Baby, you turn me on (I love it when you turn me on) I love it when you turn me on (I love it when you turn me on) See how you turn me on (I love it when you turn me on) I love it when you turn me on (Turn me on, turn me on) Baby Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Take it easy, easy on me Take it easy, easy on me Take it easy, easy on me Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser

Verse 3-( Nate the Great & Roast machine) Yo, it’s Nate the Great, and I’m steppin’ in bold, From the cracks in the pavement, I’m chasin’ the gold. Every line’s a reflection, a piece of my past, They tried to paint me out, but I’m built to last. I’m the voice for the voiceless, the spark in the night, Turned my pain into murals, now I’m takin’ flight. They see the crown in my sights, and they can’t understand, How I rose from the ashes with the world in my hands. Yo, it’s the Roast Machine, burnin’ murals to ash, Every bar’s a Molotov, every rhyme’s a clash. I’m the architect of flames, leavin’ marks in the dark, Turnin’ legends into lessons, every verse is a spark. They scribble over my story, but the truth won’t fade, I’m the fire in the art, every hue that I’ve laid. While they sketch in shadows, I’m paintin’ in light, This ain’t a mural, it’s a war-who’s ready to fight?

Im not gonna lie. The little pitch of his voice in the background is key. Im writing to this as we speak. Stay tuned for my first actual KZbin video. Freestyle to Kendrick Lamar- Wacced out Murals

Spent a lot time contemplating bout conversations/ Sent a lot of love even when it was my heart breaking/ Used the pieces facetiously for my indignation/ Hurt myself in the process it was my resignation/ Blame my presentation/ Maybe the way of my message conveying betraying myself with my lack of hesitation/ They say anything good worth waiting for/ Maybe til I’m more positive I should hit ignore/ It’s hard to still stay grounded while wanting to soar/ And all my criticism make it hard to adore me/ But love is more than words but most of mines received sorely/ Maybe I got ego is it lethal or lordly/ Maybe all my people are still in the fetal/ Or maybe they just think I don’t smell my own fecal/ Try to build em up the same way that I can’t give up…For the sequel/ If I broke the trust then know that my intent ain’t evil/ I just wanted money to be looking through the peephole/ I just wanted all my niggas to be created equal/ Especially the ones I loved the most I would rather be a ghost than to live a life not my brothers keeper/ I got problems I got issues most of mines cerebral/ The thoughts in my head worst than the ones in my bed/ They all deserve the needle/ What’s the point of killing pussy if you don’t live to tell about it what’s the point of grinding this hard when you can’t pull your folks up out it/ I’m still laughing at who doubted that’s including myself/ Cause if I said I knew this would be life that’s a lucky guess/ I been living so free ain’t no one to impress/ But success don’t come cheap so why stunt on who less/ Fortunate this moment is more than I can confess/ It’s the time when what’s important rivals however you blessed/ It’s the minute that you spend it and you wish bro was next/ And the limits on the Amex don’t amount to the flesh/ Of kinship the mission was to always beat death/ So living without each other makes us just like the rest/ I know your mother know I’m crazy but that’s why I’m the best/ I go harder than the jugganaut no question if I’ll hook or not my bitches know if booked what block to look on just to bail me out/ Tell em say less they just want me to say yes/ My brother know im not/ I iced the tender spots like prostitution stings and cops/ But I still got a soft spot my nigga ah/ Only time I’ll admit it right before I rot/ I guess that’s part of the problem admitting that what solves them ain’t nothing streets taught/ Tried to hold you accountable for things you avoided/ Tried to mold you that’s probably what got me avoided/ Had to forge my own path that’s what got me anointed/ But the blessings just pass on to those that stayed loyal/ I just hope that the past don’t make you feel unroyal/ I know our lives are different and we choose up on women who don’t fit the description of each others taste/ I don’t ask for your permission and you don’t ask for my permission but I never ever lied to you about what’s the stakes/ You got a family to feed and I got one to make/ we the same pedigree even if you can’t relate/ So tell me if I’m tripping and I’ll let you go your way/ Just tell me if your trippin so hard you can’t face me/ I’m your brother you could never erase me/ I’m done trying to push you in the way that I think frees/ You responsible for your safety won’t say please/ But you should call me/ You think I’m the only brother faulty?

Reminds me of still tippin

Can you please do moments by Chloe

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Envie de poser même si on ne maîtrise pas ashantie

Cardo produced this ?

With all the drugs I’m on Man I should be gone But I’m still goin strong So I wrote this song I wake up with some bud I put it In my bong Codeine is on my team I put it in my arm They tell me that it’s wrong But I been high too long If you see me let me be and we could get along

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Love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, love me, oh Love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, ooh Feels so good like that (like that) When you hit it right like that (like that) Go another round for the night (for the night) Then three more times, like that, like, whoa I know that you in love with the cat (cat) It squeezing so tight, you can't let go Know I got you hooked real bad Why you lookin' at me like that? Just tell me what you want and I'll give it to you Just tell me what you need, I'll fulfill it for you I make it feel so nice, make it last your whole life, oh You can let it go in the bedroom, babe Fuck your status (fuck your) Fuck your, your status, it don't matter Money, cars and, the diamonds, don't phase me, I been had it Fuck your status (status) I just, just wanna love you, baby What you wanna do? You gon' make me take it to the floor You know how I like to turn you on Think of me when you're alone Know you wanna take me home I'ma make you feel like, whoa You gon' make me rock the boat Make it so wet like a wave I'ma make you feel a type of way Countdown to the high Climax of your life (love me, love me) Rain down, while you let me ride, let me ride Let me ride Promise I'ma change your life (love me) Nothing ever felt so nice (love me) Nothing ever felt this right, right (love me) Just tell me what you want and I'll give it to you (I'll give it to you, babe) Just tell me what you need, I'll fulfill it for you I make it feel so nice, make it last your whole life, oh You can let it go in the bedroom, babe Fuck your status (fuck your) Fuck your, your status, it don't matter Money, cars and, the diamonds, don't phase me, I been had it Fuck your status, I just, just wanna love you, baby (I just wanna love you, babe) What you wanna do? (Ooh) You know I be giving what you wanting Making love up, all up on the phone, and (love me, love me) I know how to get you in the zone, and (love me) You know I be giving what you wanting, oh (love me, love me) Loving all the ways that you excite me (love me, excite me) Squeeze me, you can touch me, you can bite me (love me, love me, bite me) You know I'm the one and I'm the bestest (love me, love me) Give you all the love, but can you handle it? (Ooh) I just wanna be the one you trust Baby, I just wanna be the one you love And need, and need, and need Wanna be the one you love, can I be the only one? (Can I?) Wanna be the one you love, can I be the only one? (Can I be the only one?) Wanna be the one you love Can I be the one you love (baby, baby, baby) And need, and need, and need? Baby, I just wanna be the one you love I just wanna be the one you trust (trust) Baby, I just wanna be the one you love And need, and need, and need

Like dat beat yah a swear❤

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AL GREEN LOVE & HAPPINESS

Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it, uh Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it (Uh) [Verse 1] Young Jermaine walked the straight and narrow Minimum-wage jobs for dinero, but still, my mind was on the zeros I fiend for the perks that was seen flippin' birds, so We was skippin' church, but my eyes was on the sparrows Niggas flippin' pies, spendin' thousands on apparel Shit, I wanna shine too, I want dimes too Jealous niggas wanna know just how my rhymes blew Mano y mano, I'm Bono, I'm you times two Now I'm bougie, I done outgrew the fountain blue But never forgot the spot where I developed my plot To dwell at the top, the Ville, where all my skeletons locked If I could do it all over, then I never would swap I've seen good, I've seen bad, had my melanin mocked I've seen lifelong friends turn to devilish opps I was Mike in red leather, tryna tell him to stop You better beat it 'fore you see the heavy-metal get popped He was a mean-ass wing with a hell of a shot But if no team draft King, he gon' bet on the block He wanna ball 'til he fall or 'til the federals knock And sit his ass on a bench for movin' careless with rock You can't relate, 'less your father was not around And your mother went out and found someone else and then brought them 'round And they salaries then combine, when they married, it brought you out Of that poverty, then you moved to a soft little part of town So that when you back in the hood, you feel awkward about it now (Damn) And your confidence start to drown But the rappin' gave you some positive thoughts, so you jot 'em down You jot 'em down [Refrain] Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it Ride to it, ride to it, uh [Chorus] Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' me Yeah, uh [Verse 2] Benjamin Button, Cole flows reverse time To find deliveries good as mine, you gotta search primes I'm scaling heights higher than birds can perch Tryin' to be something, hopin' that peace comes to my cursed mind One thing's for sure, that I've matured from my first rhyme I learned long ago, you can't please 'em all, and it hurts tryin' In this game, where all you've got is your name Like Durk, I'm smirkin' at niggas tryna besmirch mine Absurd times, where the fake get toted as wise I can see hate in both of your eyes, but the third's blind So you search lines, but you struggle Which explains the puzzled look on the dull face as the word finds I hate what rap's become, but like do-not-disturb signs Can't knock it if I see it's 'bout the dough They instigate the fuckery because it's profitable But singin' "stop the violence" tunes when dudes in hospitals I pulled the plug because I've seen where that was 'bout to go They wanted blood, they wanted clicks to make they pockets grow They see this fire in my pen and think I'm dodgin' smoke I wouldn't have lost a battle, dawg, I woulda lost a bro I woulda gained a foe, and all for what? Just to attain some mo' Props from strangers that don't got a clue what I been aimin' for? Since the age of fourteen, Jermaine is no king If that means I gotta dig up dirt and pay the whole team Of algorithm-bot niggas just to sway the whole thing On social media, competin' for your favorable memes To be considered best or live and rest? The weight of both things I understand the thirst of being first that made 'em both swing Protecting legacies, so lines got crossed, perhaps regrettably My friends went to war, I walked away with all they blood on me Now some will discredit me, try wipe away my pedigree But please, find a nigga out that's rappin' this incredibly, uh My dawg texted me, I'll share the words he said to me "If you refuse to shoot the gun, don't mean the gun ain't deadly," uh I guess in that metaphor, hypothetically, the gun is me I text him back like, "Guess a gun ain't what I'm tryna be, my nigga" They strip me of my spot, and now I'm finally free, my nigga They say I'm pickin' sides, ayy, don't you lie on me, my nigga Then start another war, ayy, Drake, you'll always be my nigga I ain't ashamed to say you did a lot for me, my nigga Fuck all the narratives Tappin' back into your magic pen is what's imperative Remindin' these folks why we do it, it's not for beefin' It's for speakin' our thoughts, pushin' ourselves, reachin' the charts Reaching your minds, keepin' your hearts, creepin' to find Emotions to touch, somethin' inside to open you up Help you cope with the rough times and shit I'm sendin' love 'cause we ain't promised shit My nigga

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Overview Lyrics Listen Artists Where the love go? It's a struggle Is this happiness? Nigga, fuck no But I'm slapping this in your mouth, though With a heave-ho, you a deep throat West Coast, bitch, it's the dosage I can't overdose on no ho shit I minister this pimp shit I've been a minister since an infant I was Kendrick before Kendrick Rock and roll hall of famer, like Jimi Hendrix So you can vomit on that bullshit Or you can choke on your own spit when your boy's in the pulpit Try to rob my church, I'ma rob you first I'ma do the funeral and drive your hearse I'ma hug your mama 'for I steal her purse I'ma hunt your bitch 'cause I'm the curse Check my verse, in reverse He spazzing out, go get the nurse She passing out from vast amounts of ass to mouth I'm cashing out, bitch They know It's my ego All you hoes (all you hoes) You know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, huh) This is cuzz, and happiness So tell Al Green to pass the grits A bag of bitch, I got a bag of tricks Looks like you got hit with a bag of dicks This right here is the master mix of bloods and crips So don't resist I'll smack your ass, like Will did Chris Give a demonstration in front of the nation (smack) I ain't playing If I had to leave your motherfucking ass right where you land (smack) Leave me alone You might live longer if you mind your own Watch your tone I'm too damn grown for this shit Sticks and stones? Well, I'ma pick the stick And crack your ass You need a maxi pad To stop that blood coming out your gash, punk They know It's my ego All you hoes (all you hoes) You know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, huh) Everybody say, "Drop the attitude" But y'all shouldn't worry about what daddy do Y'all should worry about what kids do I'm a cold motherfucker Get out my igloo The CEO with a E-G-O Can pick any flow, eeny, miny, moe And body you bitches, make y'all religious I'm here to fight reptiles and lizards Motherfucker, it's the grand wizard I take they shit Wipe my ass, then I flip it I break they shit, like when your cousins come visit And then I tell them fuck your analytics I don't pivot I give it to you vivid If you's a bigot You probably won't dig it If you's a ho You'll probably get triggered Like one of these internet bitches They know It's my ego All you hoes (all you hoes) You know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, huh) It's my ego (ha-ha) All you hoes (all you hoes) You know (you know how it go)

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how can i get this instrumental?

Que reflejan tu mirada La noche, tú y yo I got this fire burnin' in me from within Concentrated thoughts on who I used to be, I'm sheddin' skin Every day, a new version of me, a third of me demented Cemented in pain, juggling the pros and cons of fame I don't know how to make friends, I'm a lonely soul I recollect this isolation, I was four years old Truth be told, I've been battling my soul, tryna navigate the real and fake Cynical about the judgement day I did past life progression last year and it fucked me up Reincarnated on this earth for a hundred plus Body after body, lesson after lesson Let's take it back to Michigan in 1947 My father kicked me out the house 'cause I wouldn't listen to him I didn't care about his influence, only loved what I was doing Gifted as a musician, I played guitar on the grand level The most talented where I'm from, but I had to rebel And so I'm off in the sunset, searchin' for my place in the world With my guitar up on my hip, that's the story unfurled I found myself with a pocket full of money And a whole lot of respect, while the record vendors loved me I was head of rhythm and blues The women that fell to they feet, so many to choose But I manipulated power, as I lied to the masses Died with my money, gluttony was too attractive, reincarnated Another life had placed me as a black woman in a Chitlin' Circuit Seductive vocalist as the promoter hit the curatins My voice was angelic straight from heaven, the crowd sobbed A musical genius what the articles emphasized Had everything I wanted but I couldn't escape addiction Heroin needles had me in fetal position, restricted Turned on my family, I went wherever cameras be Cocaine, no private planes for my insanity Self-indulged, discipline never been my sentiments I needed drugs, to me, an 8-ball was like penicillin Fuck love, my happiness was in that brown sugar Sex and melodies gave me hope when nobody's lookin' My first assistant was a small-town scholar Never did a Quaalude 'til I got myself around her My daddy looked the other way, he saw sin in me I died with syringes pinched in me, reincarnated My present life is Kendrick Lamar A rapper looking at the lyrics to keep you in awe The only factor I respected was raising the bar My instincts sent material straight to the charts, huh My father kicked me out the house, I finally forgive him I'm old enough to understand the way I was livin' Ego and pride had me looking at him with resentment I close my eyes hoping that I don't come off contentious I'm yelling, "Father, did I finally get it right?" Everything I did was selfless I spoke freely, when the people needed me, I helped them I didn't gloat, even told 'em, "No, " when the vultures came Took control of my fleshly body when the money changed "Son you do well but your heart is closed I can tell residue that linger from your past creates itself" Father I'm not perfect I got urges, but I hold them down "But your pride has to die, " okay father show me how "Tell me every deed that you done and what you do it for" I kept one hundred institutions paid, "Okay, tell me more" I put one hundred hoods on one stage, "Okay, tell me more" I'm tryna push peace in LA, "But you love war" No, I don't, "Oh, yes, you do, " okay then tell me the truth "Every individual is only a version of you How can they forgive when there's no forgiveness in your heart?" I could tell You where I'm going, "I could tell you who you are" You fell out of heaven 'cause you was anxious Didn't like authority, only searched to be heinous Isaiah fourteen was the only thing that was prevalent My greatest music director was you It was colors, it was pinks, it was reds, it was blues It was harmony and motion I sent you down to earth 'cause you was broken Rehabilitation not psychosis But now we here now, centuries you manipulated man with music Embodied you as superstars to see how you moving You came a long way from garnishing evil-ish views And all I ever wanted from You was love and approval I learned a lot, no more putting these people in fear The more that word is diminished, the more it's not real The more light that I can capture, the more I can feel I'm using words for inspiration as an ideal "So can you promise that you won't take your gifts for granted?" I promise that I'll use my gifts to bring understanding "For every man, woman and child, how much can you vow?" I vow my life just to live one in harmony now "You crushed a lot of people keeping their thoughts in captivity" And I'm ashamed that I ever created that enemy "Then let's rejoice where we at" I rewrote the devil's story just to take our power back, 'carnated

Twice emotional stability Of sound body and tranquility, I deserve it all Like minds and less enemies Stock investments, more entities, I deserve it all VVS', white diamonds, GNX with the seat back, reclinin' Bitch, I deserve it all Put my homes on the beachfront Flyin' private, what you eat for lunch? I deserve it all The respect and the accolades Lampin' on the island, watchin' Cast Away, I deserve it all For every good nigga that passed away Sent two-point-five million on an average day I deserve it all Keep my name by the world leaders Keep my crowds loud inside Ibiza, I deserve it all More money, more power, more freedom Everything Heaven allowed us Bitch, I deserve it all Hmm, I deserve it all Hmm, I deserve it all All All 'Cause my intentions was pure Even when you wasn't sure Even with every allure How much temptation you endured? You'd probably look for every cure I said I deserve it all I'm wakin' up at 6 a.m. Six miles a day, conditionin' my wind I said I deserve it all I'm showin' up as your friend Tellin' truths better than your next of kin I said I deserve it all I never ask for too much credit Seekin' validation just for the aesthetics Bitch, I deserve it all I see you as a human first Even when you didn't understand your worth Bitch, I deserve it all It's innate to mind my business Writin' words, tryna elevate these children That's why I deserve it all Pray for those who prayed against me Every reason why my ancestors sent me Bitch, I deserve it all I deserve it all I deserve it all All All Put a smile on my mama Good health and good karma Yeah, she deserves it all One hundred murals out in Compton Remember me? I kept my promise Yeah, we deserve it all A better life for my daughter Made my son take it further than his father Yeah, he deserves it all A close relationship with God Whisper to me every time I close my eyes He say, "You deserve it all" Keep these bitch niggas away from me Keep all my blessings faithfully Keep my essence contagious, that's okay with me I burn this bitch down, don't you play with me or stay with me I'm crashin' out right now, no one's safe with me I did it with integrity and niggas still try hate on me, just wait and see More blood be spillin', it's just paint to me Dangerously, nothin' changed with me, still got pain in me Flip a coin, want the shameless me or the famous me? How annoying, does it angers me to know the lames can speak On the origins of the game I breathe? That's insane to me It's important, I deserve it all because it's mine Tell me why you think you deserve the greatest of all time, motherfucker I deserve it all I deserve it all

J’tema le rap français, que veux tu que j’fasse à part en rire J’tema les albums qui sortent, j’goutte meme la marchandise Ils sont tous guez, tous pétés, leurs sons ça sent l’vide J’aimerais un peu plus que ça rap en rythme Les memes prods, sur les memes arrangements Leurs flows sont grave en pente, tema l’état du Rap en France Tema ceux qu’on écoute, ceux qu’on digue C’est pour tous ceux qu’on dégoute, tout ceux qu’on nique Le rap est mort sans que j’ai eu à l’buter C’est un suicide assisté, c’est assumé Pour lui, tous mes cierges sont allumés J’en fais des insomnies, j’en deviens mal luné J’suis serein devant la lunette, tu prends des seringues dans la lumière J’te juge pas, j’m’en bats les couilles d’un tox Balec d’un dog, balec d’un God, balec d’un proc Qui veut me faire bétom pour certaines takes Je les tiendrai toujours, ma parole est éternelle Mais toi ta carrière est ternie, ta pute a tout dit On sait pour tes faux billets, tes loc et tes troubles érectiles On sait que parfois tu parles avec les fous et les flics On sait que c’est que du fake pour tes textiles On sait que jamais devant un gun tu bouges tes rétines On sait que tu couvres tes vraies g’s, quand ils sont accusés d’viol Tout le monde est accusé d’viol, c’est quoi c’bordel Ça mérite une balle offerte, un shlass dans l’abdomen Après ce son, en event faudra voir l’atmosphère Et encore j’ai pas cité de nom, j’pourrais niquer le monde Avec de l’alcool et beaucoup d’shit, et si tu veux feater deux s’condes Ecart Tema le rap français, ils sont tous éteins, tous rincés Tema ce quils seraient prêts à faire pour d’la C Oh si si, pour d’la C, y’en a meme un max chez Booska P L’industrie me lustre le chibre, pour que j’sois soulagé Mais le soir je m’endors avec ma pute sous amné Polak te dira que c’est la sienne, mais c’est vers moi qu’elle est revenue J’prends des nouvelles parfois histoire de savoir ce qu’elle est devenue Parfois elle me demande si je peux pas lui chopper un peu d’repu Et évidemment que si je peux, mais je tiens un minimum à elle Donc je peux pas lui chopper un curriculum pareil J’lui ai acheté des Balenciaga, elle est si mignonne avec J’m’en balec j’ai plus d’trente piges, et ma carrière n’est meme pas derrière moi J’regarde bien les paramètres, j’ajuste une dernière fois J’suis bel en bien en Godmode, j’ai trop d’forme Ma tasspé a trop d’forme, j’éjac comme Offshore Mais ce sont ces rappeurs qui gagnent des Hot d’or Ton son pue la merde c’est pas qu’on t’boycott Car monsieur a juste été un peu trop homophobe J’rap comme si j’allais mourir demain Ils rappent comme s’ils étaient nés hier T’es croyant ? Finis ton joint et fais tes prières Moi je finis juste mon joint, réconforte toi dans des jupons d’taimp Votre came est éclatée, meme vos mules sont minces On sait où t’étais hier, ton suçon suinte Si j’leur dis que j’suis le mal, ils tueront l’bien Ces batards m’adulent tant, et ces putes ont faim

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[Intro: Deyra Barrera] Siento aquí tu presencia La noche de anoche Y nos ponemos a llorar [Verse 1] Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural That energy'll make you niggas move to Europe But it's regular for me, yeah, that's for sure The love and hate is definite without a cure All this talk is bitch-made, that's on my Lord I'll kill 'em all before I let 'em kill my joy I done been through it all, what you endure? It used to be fuck that nigga, but now it's plural Fuck everybody, that's on my body My blick first, then God got me I watch 'em pandеr with them back-handed compliments Put thеy head on a Cuban link as a monument I paid homage and I always mind my business I made the- I never lost who I am for a rap image It's motivation if you wonder how I did it [Chorus] Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank Know you a god even when they say you ain't Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way Never let no one put smut up on your name Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do But understand everybody ain't gon' like you Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to A couple rules of engagements, I'ma guide you [Post-Chorus: Deyra Barrera] Que refleja en tu mirada La noche, tú y yo [Verse 2] Ridin' in my GNX with Anita Baker in the tape deck, it's gon' be a sweet love Fuck apologies, I wanna see y'all geeked up Don't acknowledge me, then maybe we can say it's fair Take it to the internet and I'ma take it there Miss my uncle Lil' Mane, he said that he would kill me if I didn't make it Now I'm possessed by a spirit and they can't take it Used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down Whatever, though, call me crazy, everybody questionable Turn me to an eskimo, I drew the line and decimals Snoop posted "Taylor Made," I prayed it was the edibles I couldn't believe it, it was only right for me to let it go Won the Super Bowl and Nas the only one congratulate me All these niggas agitated, I'm just glad they showin' they faces Quite frankly, plenty artists, but they outdated Old-ass flows, tryna convince me that you they favorite This is not for lyricists, I swear it's not the sentiments Fuck a double entendre, I want y'all to feel this shit Old soul, bitch, I probably built them pyramids Ducking strays when I rap battled in the Nickersons Where you from? Not where I'm from, we all indigenous Against all odds, I squabbled up for them dividends Against all odds, I showed up as a gentleman I done lost plenty friends, sixteen to be specific Put that on my kids' children, we gon' see the future first They like, "Dot big trippin'," I just want what I deserve What bridge they done burnt? All of them, it's over with I'm doin' what COVID did, they'll never get over it [Chorus] Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank Know you a god even when they say you ain't Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way Never let no one put smut up on your name Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do But understand everybody ain't gon' like you Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to A couple rules of engagements, here to guide you [Verse 3] Niggas from my city couldn't entertain old boy Promisin' bank transactions and even bitcoin I never peaced it up, that shit don't sit well with me Before I take a truce, I'll take 'em to Hell with me If that money got in the hands of a crash dummy Could jeopardize my family and burden the ones who love me Niggas mad 'cause I decided not to pretend Y'all stay politically correct, I'ma do what I did Ain't no sympathy here, this shit's hilarious It's a lot of opinions, but no power to carry it 2025, they still movin' on some scary shit Tell 'em quit they job and pay the real niggas they severance Don't insult my intelligence, I'm not just for the television Teleport to Bullis Road and dig up all my relatives Okay, nigga, let's settle it, these niggas been fake loyal Since y'all pandering to choose a side, let me do it for you Okay, fuck your hip-hop, I watched the party just die Niggas cackling about- while all of y'all is on trial Niggas thought that I was antisocial when I stayed inside of my house You better off to have one woman, everything tricky right now You niggas live in denial Ayy, fuck anybody empathetic to the other side, I vow A bitch nigga love bitch niggas, they exist with 'em in style Exterminate 'em right now Make Katt Williams and them proud, the truth 'bout to get loud No juice inside of my cup, I sober up and knock 'em all off Don't let no white comedian talk about no Black woman, that's law I know propaganda work for them, and fuck whoever that's close to them The niggas that coon, the niggas that bein' groomed, slide on both of them You ever ate Cap'n Crunch and proceeded to pour water in it? Pulled over by the law, you ridin' dirty, so you can't argue with 'em? Then make it to be a star, bare your soul and put your heart up in it? Well, I did Whacked the murals out, but it ain't no legends if my legend ends

I’m from South Carolina wat choo know abt me big R-Y-L-E-I-G-H hu hu im doing my thang wear anything cause my week long it’s a Monday morning and I ain’t at home I put my shorts cause I hate being home it’s a Monday morning and I ain’t at home it’s giving my stress my stress it’s giving my stress my stress I got to wake up go to school doing what I want wish I was turned up,cause I’m having some much stress it’s giving my stress ahh my stress (ahh) my stress my stress(Jordyn part)It’s giving my best friend stress (me) (on god) it’s ur girl J-O-R-D-Y-N I got bling bling doing work at school no one wanna do what the point hu hu hu ahhh (me and Jordyn) it’s giving are stress are stress (me) (I love god so got to put home first) ahh it’s 7:00am Sunday I woke up feeling hurt the devil thought I had him so I took my me and Jordyn took our but to church we opened up that bible and we read our favorite verse we can do all things as long as I put my savior first.. ahh let’s go ur girl Ryleigh and ur girl Jordyn……we’re having a long week it’s only Monday and we ain’t at home it’s giving our stress (whisper) from from school ahh our stress our stress yall got to have stress like of you don’t that’s CRAZYYYYYY end. Name of song:stress…..(feat Jordyn) I’m I maid my own sing with my friend jordyn

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think that's fine It all looks like I can't sleep God wreck the man All of them kingsized Starin' at me I can't keep up I like the way you textin' me I like the things you say to me, uh I hate the way the chemistry's So good it gets the best of me, mh The boy is becomin' a man Skeptic's becomin' a fan More complicated than I planned I know I can misunderstand you Let some of that baggage go 'cause I couldn't let you go Pull my hair just like before, you know I like love and war See my letter at your door, signed it "C, X-O-X-O" Motherfucker, you're mine forever And the mini's baby pink (yeah) We got too wild and broke the sink My neck iced out like a rink Gems are baby pink (yeah) Yummy, my lips taste like my drink You know you foldin' for me is my kink (yeah) I dress to kill, I just got a new army Jacquemus purse, the shoes are Versace Teasin' my ex is my favorite hobby Went a little too far, I'm sorry Latin boy callin' me amor and mami Americans callin' me baby and shawty After the gym, I go get calamari Get in the Tessy and head to the party (party) Let some of that baggage go 'cause I couldn't let you go Motherfucker, you're mine forever And the mini's baby pink (yeah) We got too wild and broke the sink (oh) My neck iced out like a rink Gems are baby pink (yeah) Yummy, my lips taste like my drink You know you foldin' for me is my kink And the mini's baby pink (yeah) We got too wild and broke the sink My neck iced out like a rink (iced out like a rink) Gems are baby pink (uh) Yummy, my lips taste like my drink You know you foldin' for me is my kink (yeah) Daydreamin' 'bout you ('bout you) Do you ever think about me? ('Bout me?) When you hear them play my songs, do you sing along And tell 'em, "This about me"? (Yeah, yeah) All the fake shit I see (I see) I thought you was down for the G (yeah, yeah) Would've died for you like Keem Save my tears for the Visine, you know what I mean Had dreams 'bout gettin' rich Then a nigga got rich (runnin' it up, it's up) Then I went back to my mom's house Said, "Look what I did" (look what I did, yeah) I need pink diamonds on my wrist (on my wrist) I need some Roc Owens for the fit (yeah, yeah) Need a gold plaque on the wall (on the wall) And a bad bitch to top it off Thought we had it all, now I'm movin' on Found a new broad, let down my guard, they all the same You ain't no different from my old ho, knock it off Money heal the pain, I'ma shop it off Walk in Louis V then I buy it all I think I might rock the Prada for the fall Bottega boots make me feel tall (yeah, yeah) How long do I got until you fall and then you call again? Text me broken hearts, I think you falling off our love again Gave all the trust I got up in my heart for you, I promise And if you say that you with it then I'm 'bout it (yeah) And I'm 'bout it (yeah, yeah), you got it (got it) If you want it (want it) then I got it (I got it) No limit up on my pockets (my pockets) I spend it (spend it) 'cause I got it (I got it) And I'm 'bout it (yeah, yeah), you got it (got it) If you want it (want it) then I got it (I got it) No limit up on my pockets (my pockets) I spend it (spend it) 'cause I got it (I got it) I got it, yeah

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[Intro: Anitta] Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser [Refrain: Anitta] O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha [Verse: The Weeknd] Every time I try to run, you put your curse all over me I surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me Every time I try to pray you away, you got me on my knees I surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me [Chorus: The Weeknd] I love it when you turn me on I love it when you turn it on I love it when you turn me on So come back in and turn it on [Refrain: Anitta & The Weeknd] Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser (Turn me on) (Turn me on) O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha (Turn me on) Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha (Turn me on) O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha (Turn me on) [Bridge: Anitta] Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser [Verse 1: The Weeknd] Baby, ride me 'til the darkness of the night Kill me softly like you want me euthanized, oh yeah [Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd] Hot like risin' sun, burnin' everything she touch She don't even want your money, can buy you and someone else She's addicted to the rush, I can never get enough She desensitized to money, need to pay with something else [Chorus: The Weeknd] Baby, you turn me on Baby, you turn me on Baby, you turn me on Girl, you turn me on [Verse 2: The Weeknd] Hit it from the back, she louder than two sold-out nights I think she fell in love, she said she trust me with her life, oh [Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd & Anitta] Hot like risin' sun, burnin' everything she touch She don't even want your money, can buy you and someone else She's addicted to the rush, I could never get enough (Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota na boca, bota na cara) She desensitized to money, need to pay with something else [Chorus: The Weeknd] Baby, turn me on (I love it when you turn me on) I love it when you turn me on (I love it when you turn me on) See how you turn me on? (I love it when you turn me on) I love it when you turn me on, oh (So now I gotta turn it on) [Bridge: The Weeknd & Anitta] Oh, baby Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Take it easy, easy on me (Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser) Take it easy, easy on me, oh (Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser) Take it easy, easy on me Oh, oh, oh [Outro: Anitta] Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser

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