Savv – Kumbaya Blues Lyrics

[Intro]
Do you want true love?

[Verse 1]
I got caught in the river damns
Itching for a fix, from your soft, sweet, vanilla hands
I thought I was the realer man
I still think that I’m the realer man
The passion turned me to a killer damn
Realest since, Kumbaya, I’m messiah Killa Cam
Without all of the scrilla fam
Head turning round the room synced up to the ceiling fan
Glass ceiling man
Glass heart with the glass system cranked
Brigadier general demoted to a victim rank
I thought you’d deal with that
Was I wrong just to think that you could deal with that

[Hook 1]
Deal with that, to ever think that you could deal with that (x8)

[Bridge 1]
I guess a moment wasn’t enough
To show you that this was enough (that this was enough oh oh oh)
I guess a moment wasn’t enough
To show you that this enough (that this was enough ohh no)

[Bridge 2] (x2)
Back in my bedroom I listen to songs
Back in my bedroom I drink till I’m gone
Back in my bedroom just playing along, just playing along, just playing along

[Bridge 3]
And Upper Echelon coming through toniiighhht
But I f**king ruined that too, too
It’s been a long time I ain’t feeling riiighhht
And that one’s on you, you

Was I wrong? to ever think that you could deal with that

[Hook]
Deal with that, to ever think that you could deal with that (x8)

[Bridge 1]
I guess a moment wasn’t enough
To show you that this was enough (that this was enough oh oh oh)
I guess a moment wasn’t enough
To show you that this enough (that this was enough ohh no)

[Bridge 2+3]
Back in my bedroom I listen to songs (And Upper Echelon Coming through toniiighhht)
Back in my bedroom I drink till I’m gone
Back in my bedroom just playing along, just playing along, just playing along (But I f**king ruined that too, too)

Back in my bedroom I listen to songs (It’s been a long time I ain’t feeling riiighhht)
Back in my bedroom I drink till I’m gone
Back in my bedroom just playing along, just playing along, just playing along (And that one’s on you, you)

[Bridge 2] (x2)
Back in my bedroom I listen to songs
Back in my bedroom I drink till I’m gone
Back in my bedroom just playing along, just playing along, just playing along

[Outro]
Back in my bedroom just back in my, oh no
Back in my bedroom just back in my, oh no
Back in my bedroom just back in my, oh no, oh no no
Just back in my oh no, oh no, oh no
Back in my oh no
Just back in my oh no

I got caught in the river damns
Itching for a fix from your soft sweet vanilla han-han-hand
I thought I was the realer man
I still think that I’m a realer man

I still think that I’m a realer man

Kumbaya

[Skit]
(Mooky)
Dawg hella people don’t find anyone…there’s so many variables too
Like i meet a lot of girls like at school and shit
Like they’re tight, or maybe like physically I’m not attracted to them
Just in the right way

(Savv)
That’s just the problem
We get picky
You know what I mean?
You get picky…and then, you lose time
And then you get less picky

*click*

You wind up with someone

(Mooky)
That’s depressing

(Savv)
*laughs*
Whole planet’s depressing dawg

blackbear – bright pink tims lyrics

(feat. Cam’ron)

[Intro: blackbear]
Yeah, I make money, I start trends
My first car, it was a Benz
My whole closet, your whole crib
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs

[Verse 1: blackbear]
I look so rich my looks break bread, yeah
Your main chick a 6, a 7 at best
She leave with me, she turned to a 10, just like that
No time for games, I’m a damn grown man
I keep a Remington loaded next to bed
Ready whenever, whenever it is
If you rock Yeezys then we can’t be friends, we can’t be friends
If you rock Yeezys then we can’t be friends, nah, nah
I see what you’re doin’
And it don’t make sense, but I ain’t a manager
If you want a hook or a beat
It ain’t gonna be cheap, bring the bands with you
The more I achieve, the more they be hatin’
Lowkey they be sayin’ they always believed in me
Know that they cheated me
Know that they lyin’ and I keep on grindin’, yeah

[Chorus: blackbear]
I get money, I start trends
My first car, it was a Benz, yeah
Lonely at top, no friends
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs
Bright pink Timbs, bright pink Timbs
Bright pink Timbs, bright pink Timbs
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs

[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
Uh, Cam, he a flirt
See-through shirt, bright pink toes (bright)
Me, I come through, bright pink Rolls
Bright pink Rolls
Understand this, that I came from the jungle
It made me a monster
But I think you’re fine and we’re spendin’ some time
You could be a dime, but you need you a sponsor
And it’s between us
If I do it then I do it, no need to announce
And don’t even ask
These shoes I got on, you could never pronounce
I know what you’re used to
Dinner, Netflix, smoke you an ounce
I’ll tell you like this, girl
Get your passport, no luggage, let’s bounce
Up, up, away, tonight we land
Tomorrow we leave, it’s all part of the plan
Six day trip, Monaco, Sicily
Roamin’ in Rome, to post in Japan
So what you wanna do?
Ball in your court, it’s all in your hands
Oh what’s my name?
Killa Cam, but call me the man
‘Cause…

[Chorus: blackbear]
I get money, I start trends
My first car, it was a Benz, yeah
Lonely at top, no friends
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs
Bright pink Timbs, bright pink Timbs
Bright pink Timbs, bright pink Timbs
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs
See through shirt on, bright pink Timbs

YFN Lucci – Down Lyrics

[Chorus]
Uh, I know my niggas all (down, down) yeah yeah
Aye my bitches gon’ hold me (down, down)
Yeah, I know they got love for the boy
Played with death from the start
See they know where I came from they know I had it hard
Yeah, see I got up but we were (down, down) yeah hey
They picked me up when I was (down, down) yeah
I got love for the team, can’t let nothin’ intervene yeah
All them nights a nigga starved turned me to a machine

[Verse 1]
Aye we waited too long for this know we stayed (down, down)
See now I’m way up remember we were way (down, down)
No matter where I go they know I always held it (down, down)
And no matter where I go they know that we gon’ blow it, down
That Plain Jane I can’t wait to bust it down (down, down)
And you know we cashin’ out on cars nigga ain’t no puttin’ (down, down)
A long way from them squad up search nigga I’m Louis’d down
Told them from the start don’t bring them fuck niggas around
Stand up nigga I ain’t never layin’ (down, down)
See we gon’ have them things sold before they even touch (down, down)
He tried run but Lord knows man we gon’ run him (down, down)
I’m talkin’ whole 100 rounds man I’m tryin’ knock somthin’ down man I ain’t playin’

[Chorus]
Uh, I know my niggas all (down, down) yeah yeah
Aye my bitches gon’ hold me (down, down)
Yeah, I know they got love for the boy
Played with death from the start
See they know where I came from they know I had it hard
Yeah, see I got up but we were (down, down) yeah hey
They picked me up when I was (down, down) yeah
I got love for the team, can’t let nothin’ intervene yeah
All them nights a nigga starved turned me to a machine

[Bridge]
Baby
Oh baby
Hold me down hold me down
Yeah hey uh

[Verse 2]
And they know I’m goin’ for the gusto
One me, 5 hoes
Killa Cam, my flow
Hole in the boy like a pothole, die slow
Buckshot got ’em with like 5 holes yeah
To tell the truth, the whole fam I would die for
Get on me some Suge shit, inject him with the die slow
Uh, we ain’t gotta hide no, need no disguise no
I’m ridin’ with my niggas ’til the tires blow yeah
I hate they shot my brother (down, down)
Lord knows that shit took the family (down, down)
Lord knows I gotta hold this shit (down, down)
Yeah, Lord knows that what I’m thinkin’ ’bout when I’m loadin’ every round

[Chorus]
Uh, I know my niggas all (down, down) yeah yeah
Aye my bitches gon’ hold me (down, down)
Yeah, I know they got love for the boy
Played with death from the start
See they know where I came from they know I had it hard
Yeah, see I got up but we were (down, down) yeah hey
They picked me up when I was (down, down) yeah
I got love for the team, can’t let nothin’ intervene yeah
All them nights a nigga starved turned me to a machine

Yung Bans – Lonely (feat. Lil Skies)

[Intro]
Damn, that’s Surreal right there?
That’s your lover, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
Yeah
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
(I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
Yeah, aye

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
When I’m low, acid boot me up (Yeah)
I’m sellin’ shrooms when I’m in the cut
I got a choppa wit’ me in the clutch (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to make these niggas give it up (Yeah)
Yellow bone, and she stuck up (Ha)
I’m like fuck that, drink this nut up
These drugs, they gon’ be there for me when you won’t
These drugs, they gon’ get me higher when you don’t
Yeah, balancing my lows
Hit a xanny, I’m too high, perkys for the road
Pop a bean, I’m on beast mode
Pink molly for a freak hoe

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Lil Skies]
I got all kinds of drugs for when get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
Yeah
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
(I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
(Aye, aye) Yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
Pray to the deacon, think my demons tryna wake me up
Call me Lil’ Kodak, off a jigga when I’m booted up
The stars aligned, now it’s my time, you never do enough
I got the drugs, send me the addie, I ain’t pullin’ up
I get high by myself, I don’t need no one else
My bank account on tilt, these rookies like to steal
Mad ’cause I know the deal, life of an outsider
Bitch we up in the hills, all black like bike riders
I pull up wit’ the mob, we had to jugg and rob
Trappin’ was like a job, now we eat shish kabobs
Sit back and laugh at it, now we the trendin’ topic
I know they see me now, like, "Boy, that nigga poppin’"
I call up Yung Bans, pull up in minivans
And if that nigga talkin’, we’ll pop you and your mans
Bitch I don’t fear nobody, I feel like Killa Cam
I’m in a black Coupe, zoomin’ like Batman

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
Yeah
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
Yeah

[Outro]
Damn, that’s Surreal right there?

Tyga – Nigga Wit Money

Uh
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big old ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

Yea, big ass ring with the big ass links
My Becky in Atlanta ass like a Georgia peach
How that shit fit on a toilet seat
And my new bitch walk like that shit don’t stink
(Mm mm mm) shit don’t stink
Fuck around with me I got that big old mink
I gotta drag that bitch on the floor
Pour up and then we make a porn (mm mm mm)
Go on and back it up (mm mm mm)
U-haul truck
Tattoos whoa voom scarred up
I get high off the money that’s star bucks
Yea, that’s star bucks
I got a few dtf’s and they down to fuck
I slide in like a parking lot
I get, I get, pussy a lot

You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money

What I’mma do, keep getting this money
And what you gon’ do, flip through the gram
Made a movie, we shot it in France
I did it cause I can bitch we was in Cannes (mm mm mm)
Brunch on the sand
Four bracelets I’m the new Killa Cam
Earrings, band
New watches, bananas
Banana in pajamas
The cock is banana (Panda panda)
I got broads in Atlanta (Panda panda)
I got broads in Havana
I got broads on Lufthansa
The bitch just text, she left her bra in the Phantom (mm mm mm)
Sabotage
And that Cartier say it’s savage time
Webbie on repeat, it’s Savage Life
I hit my girl last night, and her friend tonight (mm mm mm)
Yea bitch, I’m the shit
Me and your nigga we opposite
I can make you famous I need five percent
I get it, I get it, poppin’ bitch

You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
Nigga with money

D.R.A.M. – Gilligan (feat. A$AP Rocky & Juicy J) (Uncesored)

Big headed, long stick
Fucked up, turnt too
Do it big headed, long stick
Turnt up, turnt too

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

Look, I got hella shit
Take a whip, peep these molly rocks
I got diamonds, too
Bought a few, but they still like to swipe
Bitch, don’t call my bluff
If you want one, then meet me at the crib
You know what it is
Put your phone on off, give your phone to him, okay, cool
Girl, your ‘fro so soft, ooh, look at your friend, tryna be rude
Get put in your place and that’s out my place
So please, be nice
All this in your face, you can’t get out my face
We know your type

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

I got hella racks in my safe, got stars in my Wraith
I got stripper hoes snortin’ blow, dancin’ at my place
I got hella pounds from the plug that I’m ’bout to face
Three Six Mafia probably fuck yo mama back in ’98
Sippin’ on purple rain like champagne
Niggas gon’ make a toast
And that weed and shit that you passin’
If a nigga don’t choke
Rolls Royce, I’m flying, sauces drippin’
Same color as the smoke
Thousand niggas with me, in the street
Nigga look like the Pope (Oh shit, nigga!)

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

Gilligan lost, turned trill again
Need a vitamin, wait a min’
Better yet, a Ritalin for my adrenaline
If I’m up in my feelings, better pay the man
Like motherfuck a middle man
Like I’m the shits with the shits
Fuck another nigga bitch again off the shits again
Island boy like I’m Dominican
On repeat like a ceiling fan
All pink like I’m Killa Cam
Palms, feet, let her feel the sand
On the beach like I’m finna tan
Black and proud like a brother man
Make it rain like the weatherman
Bust your head, fuck a settlement
Captain save and never sell again

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

ASAP Ferg – Rubber Band Man (feat. Cam Ron) (Still Striving Album)

[Intro: A$AP Ferg]
You already know what it is, Hood Pope (Killa!)
Dipset (A$AP!)
We runnin’ this shit
None of y’all niggas can fuck with us
(Word to god!)

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & Cam’ron]
Rubber band man got the pocket with the bankroll
Call me Stunna Man, diamonds shining like the rainbow
Runnin’ this shit, you can call me Usain Bolt
Yeah, you can call me Usain Bolt
Rubber band man got the pockets with the bankroll
Call me Killa Cam, diamonds shining like the rainbow
Runnin’ this shit, you can call me Usain Bolt
Nigga, you can call me Usain Bolt

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Two model bitches with me asking for a sugar-free Red Bull
Mix it with the Tito’s now they walkin’ with that dead look
Coke up in they nose, that’s why their nostrils got that red look
Hip-hop police saw me, jiggy nigga make the Feds look
I just brought a Rollie and my bitches broke the bezel
When you make it this far, certain niggas try to test you
Still live up in Harlem, rich nigga in the ghetto
Yeah, rich nigga in the ghetto

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & Cam’ron]
Rubber band man got the pocket with the bankroll
Call me Stunna Man, diamonds shining like the rainbow
Runnin’ this shit, you can call me Usain Bolt
Yeah, you can call me Usain Bolt
Rubber band man got the pockets with the bankroll
Call me Killa Cam, diamonds shining like the rainbow
Runnin’ this shit, you can call me Usain Bolt
Nigga, you can call me Usain Bolt

[Interlude: Cam’ron]
Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa
Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa (in front of the Waldorf)
Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa
Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa

[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
Yo, in front of the Waldorf, valet said that he’s sick of us
I mean he just can’t get wit’ us
"What’s the problem playboy? It’s only six of us"
"Yeah, with twenty-five cars, this shit’s just ridiculous"
Thought we was inconspicuous
He said, "Yeah right nigga, y’all meticulous"
Twenty-five to life, at one time I was risking it
Ten digit nigga, old life I ain’t missin’ it
Look at me, baby girl, you should just lick a bit
Bend down, real low, my zipper come unzipping it
Yeah, I think I really love her ’cause she started kissin’ it
I mean, she really started kissin’ it

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & Cam’ron]
Rubber band man got the pocket with the bankroll
Call me Stunna Man, diamonds shining like the rainbow
Runnin’ this shit, you can call me Usain Bolt
Yeah, you can call me Usain Bolt
Rubber band man got the pockets with the bankroll
Call me Killa Cam, diamonds shining like the rainbow
Runnin’ this shit, you can call me Usain Bolt
Nigga, you can call me Usain Bolt

Cam’ron – 10,000 Miles (feat. Sen City)

[Intro]
Lookin’ up out my Benz
Killa Cam nah nah nah
Killa Cam nah nah nah

[Verse 1]
I need to say sorry, y’all already knew it
But my pride won’t let me do it though
Heard that, it’s pride, won’t let me do it though
Best girl in the world, I might’ve blew it
Like the small condom, I’ll get through it though
I’ll get through it though
Heard that, we can do it though
I cheated, another one in the books for me
She clean, roll weed, and cook for me
Ain’t hear from the kids, she would look for me
Now she so mad that she won’t even look at me
Damn iPhones and cameras, nights in Atlanta
Tried to bring you gifts, she said, "You ain’t Santa"
I’m just showin’ manners, she reachin’ for the hammer
She ain’t got ears, they replaced with antennas
Hard to believe I messed trust up
No good or bad, just tough luck
I looked her in the eyes like, "I fucked up"
Gripped up, my life had to monetize
Made mistakes, I apologize
Dinner, movie, a date, you know, maybe that
Some dudes relate, I want my baby back
I tell you a million times, I’m sorry
Wild life right here, no safari
I’m dressed up, I ‘fess up
I messed up bad…

[Chorus]
Later on that night, I bought a kilo
To sell it or sniff it, man I don’t know
‘Cause I got pulled over by po-po
Oh no-o-o-o-o-o

[Verse 2]
Day-to-day life dealin’ with reality
Lawyer got me off on a technicality
All I think about, we was Mickey and Mallory
Nothin’ left but increase my salary
Uh, now money is the focus
Hustlin’ president, POTUS
Anything else right now is bogus
Real estate opened up, I gave notice
Murder was the case, Calvin Broadus
Blue magic though, hokus pokus
They forgot that my dope’s the dopest
Made a mil’ in one week, yeah it’s poppin’
Retail therapy, out shoppin’
Pulled off the lot, top droppin’
No legs on the car, but it’s boppin’
Speakers in the door, so it’s knockin’
I got all the keys, so I’m locked in
Felt above the law, Johnny Cochran
And I’m off the rebound, Rodman
Woo! Let’s get this money, baby
Let’s get this money, baby
Ain’t nothin’ funny, baby
La-la-la-la-la

[Chorus]
Later on that night, I laid in my bed
Them birds was chirpin’, so I’m countin’ up bread
But I can’t get her up out my head
Oh man… damn
Later on that night, I laid in my bed
Them birds was chirpin’, so I’m countin’ up bread
But I can’t get her up out my head
Oh man… damn

FRANK OCEAN – Chanel lyrics

My guy pretty like a girl
And he got fight stories to tell
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I’m underworld
Hide my tattoos in Shibuya
Police think I’m of the underworld
12 treat a nigga like he 12
How you looking up to me and talking down?
Can’t you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level I am the I am (whoa)
Now film it with that drone cam
In the pink like Killa Cam
Put a zoom on that stick, Noé
Up so close I’m on that kill
Remote controller on your lower back
Yes the good
Dick could roll the eyes back in the skull
Rolling when you ride, poppin’
Rolling when you ride
Ride the Rodman
Got one that’s straight acting
Turnt out like some dirty plastic (Ride)
2016 burnt some discs
2017 ideas playing off a Walkman
This a cult not a clique on the net
With a cup in a cup, Actavis
That’s a double edge, “issa knife”
And I don’t like to fight ’til I’m fighting
Revenge in the air make my lungs sick
Chopper in the sky like a gun trick
Clips on clips like Mikey
It’s really all

I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel

It’s really you on my mind
It’s really you on my mind
It’s really you
It’s really you on my mind

V both sides of the 12
Steam both sides of the L
Freeze smoke rings and they hail
Sleet snow grind for the wealth
Whole team diamonds is real
Showed ’em how to shine by they selves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that bitch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try for my belt
I know you seen it driving itself
No matte black on the ride ’cause it’s stale
But it’s stealth

(I see both sides like Chanel)

(I see both sides like Chanel)

My pockets snug
They can’t hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it’s all cash
I got new bags
And they all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand dollar Delta gift cards
Amazing the cash online unknown
Blazing the dash counting money at home
My pockets snug
They can’t hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it’s all cash
I got new bags
And they all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand dollar Delta gift cards
Amazing the cash online unknown
Blazing the dash counting money at home…

Frank Ocean – Chanel

[Verse 1]
My guy pretty like a girl
And he got fight stories to tell
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I’m underworld
Hide my tattoos in Shibuya
Police think I’m of the underworld
12 treat a nigga like he 12
How you looking up to me and talking down?
Can’t you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level I am the I am (whoa)
Now film it with that drone cam
In the pink like Killa Cam
Put a zoom on that stick, Noé
Up so close I’m on that kill
Remote controller on your lower back
Yes the good
Dick could roll the eyes back in the skull
Rolling when you ride, poppin’
Rolling when you ride
Ride the Rodman
Got one that’s straight acting
Turnt out like some dirty plastic (Ride)
2016 burnt some discs
2017 ideas playing off a Walkman
This a cult not a clique on the net
With a cup in a cup, Actavis
That’s a double edge, "issa knife"
And I don’t like to fight ’til I’m fighting
Revenge in the air make my lungs sick
Chopper in the sky like a gun trick
Clips on clips like Mikey
It’s really all

[Hook]
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel

[Bridge]
It’s really you on my mind
It’s really you on my mind
It’s really you
It’s really you on my mind

[Verse 2]
V both sides of the 12
Steam both sides of the L
Freeze smoke rings and they hail
Sleet snow grind for the wealth
Whole team diamonds is real
Showed ’em how to shine by they selves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that bitch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try for my belt
I know you seen it driving itself
No matte black on the ride ’cause it’s stale
But it’s stealth

[Hook]
I see both sides like Chanel
I see both sides like Chanel

[Outro]
My pockets snug
They can’t hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it’s all cash
I got new bags
And they all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand dollar Delta gift cards
Amazing the cash online unknown
Blazing the dash counting money at home
My pockets snug
They can’t hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it’s all cash
I got new bags
And they all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand dollar Delta gift cards
Amazing the cash online unknown
Blazing the dash counting money at home

T.I. feat. Translee & London Jae – Letter to the System Lyrics

(Intro – T.I.)
Whats on the mind of a Black Man right now?
I wonder

(Verse 1 – T.I.)
Ain’t it hard enough to raise your sons and your daughters up?
Without dealing with the racist stuff
Man i just got out of prison trying hard as f**k
And it seem like its a green light on anyone with my skin type
Get pulled up before a tail-light and get shot
Know what dat feel like? Man it real life
We ain’t have to be brought here man , real life
But the fact is that we all here
If you don’t like, you shud’ve left us where we were
Bruh, its all your fault, see L.O.L. J.K. J.K. yeah
Everybody seem cool bout it yeah
Reparation that never happen, but we ain’t just gon be abused by it yall, wait a minute
Im confused, I thought every man was treated equal, read it in the constitution, yeah only when they feel like sticking to it
But U.S.A. the greatest nation in the world, dat my story and im sticking to it
Kepp sticking to it

(Chorus – London Jae & T.I.)
Letter to the System, yeah
For my brothers in them prisons, yeah
And the soldiers there that be feeding to your bulls**t, say bi**hes , us or else
Man, this s**t designed to beat us
You da ???
Sick of the way you treat us, this some bulls**t say bi**hes, us or else
Yeah, you on my s**t list, yeah
Letter to the system You dig?
I hop you bi**hes listen You dig?
Stay the **k out of my business, Bi**hes, us or else
Minding Minding my business, yeah
F**king rebel ?? You dig?
All of my….You Dig?
You leave us Bi**h, us or else

(Verse 2 Translee)
All on Instagram, they dont give a damn
Grandma on the phone screaming Oh Boy Oh Boy
Damn it , she ain’t never heard of Killa Cam
Clocks feeling like a celing fan
She remember back when Martin Luther
He would march and march and let the million man and that s**t begin again
Man, they got the problem solver for y’all , .38s and revolvers
They should’ve never involved us
Probably knew that white women was stalkers
Neiman to Marcus….Narcotic Targets, walking to and walk out of Target
Stop and risk police going in my pocket
Drug search over….drug dog when they me they barking
Black skin at the target, black for sale at the black market
And its all for free, we dont ask for nothing
I got me, I ain’t backwards hustling
We got us, we ain’t taxing us
Get yo ass back-back-back-back-back-back to the back of the bus

(Repeat Chorus)

Game – However Do You Want It (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ha-ha
Steady, are you ready? What’s going on?
Steady, are you ready? Are you ready? What’s going on?
What’s going on?

[Bridge]
Cold rushed air
Feel the melody that’s in the air
I’m down, take a look around
What’s going down?

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?

[Verse 1]
Ayo it’s time for the function
Time to bring dinner to all of these nigga luncheon
This for 2Pac, Heron, Bountry
Halloween mask, carve one of you pumpkins
Empty the pills out, fire up the purp now
Game is back, lil niggas pull your skirt down
Flow ice cold, Max Julian on a ho
Used to run the rock, Jim Brown in the snow
Moncler bomber, armor Under Armour
.38 special cause I believe in karma
Double entendre holding your Aunt Sandra
Then we can talk the location I left your mama
Lost on the ganja, letting my mind wander
Made for the drama like a fucking mixtape
Use a Phantom in a drive-by nigga and switch plates
Getting the bigger pool the only way to diss Drake
And I’m coming

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?

[Verse 2]
Don’t compare me to shit I ain’t none of you niggas
I’ll smoke your lil mafia in front of you nigga
Left Aftermath cause I wanted to nigga
Still pull up on Dre and smoke a blunt or two, nigga it’s lit
Came in the game like a red nose pit
You got business in LA? I dead your shit
Shut video shoots down, turn airplanes around
Knowledge in belly anonymous rounds
Tryna host AOD and niggas lying you down
Of course the wolves can smell when vagina in town
Turn these niggas inside out like Killa Cam back
Intercepted at the airport, nigga the Rams back
Flying Spur, top missing like Ginobili
Grill all gold, that’s my motherfucking whoadie
Love when niggas act like they don’t know me
Still I start shooting, remind ’em of the old Kobe
Slife

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)

[Bridge]
Cold rushed air
Feel the melody that’s in the air
I’m down, take a look around
What’s going down?

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?

[Verse 3]
Nigga, I’m my own Suge, report to nobody
Give these niggas awards and they still nobodies
I don’t go to the Grammies, nigga I bag those
Fuck the BET awards, I done had those
Fuck a freestyle, nigga this a cash flow
Young Jay and I ain’t never had a Jaz-0
Ask Kanye “who the real asshole?”
Cuban links smoking a Cuban, Fidel Castro
Feet up at Mastero’s, table full of models
I’ma fuck ’em all, right hand on the bible
Head game crazy, mommy suicidal
Rubbing on my dick while she download Tidal
This the life of Pablo mixed with Mercielagos
A product of gin and juice inside of my baby bottle
Said this the life of Pablo mixed with Mercielagos
No more parties in LA or Chicago

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?