NoCap – In 4 Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayy
(Kane did it, ho)

[Verse]
This mornin’, I brushed my teeth, I grabbed my Glock off the hotel stand
Shot my mama a text, “Thanks for makin’ me a man”
I stopped by Dillard’s, grabbed a pack of Polo t-shirts
They were slim fit, I got a slim bitch
But that ain’t my bitch, don’t even know why I mentioned this
Then I hit up John Popi, got a zip of biscotti
They painted up my billboard, they did some hella climbin’
Got me back and forth to court ’bout somethin’ I want behind me
The opps, they know where I’m at, but they won’t come and find me
The opps, they know where I’m at, it ain’t like I’m hidin’
I tried to spare ’em, tried to look over the biggest shit
If I put down my remote, then Lil Joe gon’ click
Tie him up on speakerphone, let his mama hear it
I’ll kill his whole crew and still be on some humble shit
And I get fly as hell especially in an orange fit
These niggas must die and I ain’t talkin’ armpits
And I need y’all to stop comparin’ me, your favorite rapper flow from me
These rappers not approachin’ me but I hear that it’s smoke with me
But tell them if they want to kill me (Ayy)
Tell them that it won’t be easy
I ride with Drakes like I’m Lil Weezy
And I still feel like somethin’ missing
I’m forever reppin’ 16
They ain’t got no problem with riskin’ life for me
I shine with no problem, that’s why they really hate me
“More money, more problems” prolly the realest statement
I just talked to Lil Durk, it was ’bout real estate
I want a lil’ more paper but rappin’ got me straight
Everything ain’t good, I still wanna see better days
Disrespect the dead, seen burnt flowers on Fred grave
And I could never respond, they blow up what I say
I seen death around the corner and went the other way
They ain’t picture me comin’, in my dreams I see me runnin’ up on them
With the stick, box him right in the corner I ain’t talkin’ McGregor
I just checked a hundred racks on my schedule
Hate, I ain’t responding now, you niggas can’t even get to my level
I already fucked the bitch way before I even had met her
I just got in the game, they watched me go put flawless on metal
Ayy, really ride with 9’s, I don’t pretend
Ayy, I just bought Versace just to sleep in
Ayy, your dead homie’s somethin’ I don’t know about
But if his killer go to jail, I’m tryna bond him out
Might have some babies in your crib ’cause we gon’ come inside
We want your casket closed so all we know is open fire (Ayy)
Slim left, that’s why I tote this gun on my right hip
If he hops, death be comin’ right behind him like an ad-lib
You gon’ have to fake your death, I’m tellin’ you, for real, it’s gon’ get that real
It’s so easy to lose like car keys
Ended my night with red and RP’s at the studio
I’m happy that I got a soul that I ain’t never sold
Havin’ sex with hoes who wouldn’t fuck me like a year ago
I’m dressin’ rich, but the inside of me still broke
Know I’m a rapper, still got niggas I’d kill for
Get real high, I get booted up like steel toes
I’m in too, thought I’d give you some of this info
Know you want some, tell me, nigga, what you in for?

NoCap – Still Me Lyrics

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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Ayy

[Chorus]
If they really had love, they would’ve showed me
They hate what I’m doin’ now, they would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame, I’ll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain, I’ll still be the same nigga

[Verse]
Ayy, came home from jail, took rappin’ serious, I had to make my own decision
He prolly ain’t fuckin’ with me ’cause he know he ain’t fuckin’ with me
In the booth right now, I’m off a pill, if I ain’t do nothin’, I kept it real
My heart’ll prolly get me killed (Ayy, ayy)
Permanent, this ain’t no grill, sometimes I wish that C-Lo lived
Sometimes I wish that Fred was here (Ayy, ayy)
Crawford still up seven years, Lil Joe had come home from a year
I told him it was up from here (Ayy)
She wanted Percocets, I gave her all Xans
They tried to hold me back, but it was God-planned
Hate the position that I’m in, they sayin’ anything
It was far away, I didn’t see it, I watched the closest change
They prolly just rappin’, I really got niggas in the can
They prolly just rappin’, I really got some dead friends (Ayy)
I’m cryin’ fire, feel like my tears burnin’
Know the streets got rules, how the hell you turnin’?
Tell the opps I got some paper, I hope that they don’t make me spend it
Trap house, it was vacant, we still got some paper in it
Same conversation, just different locations
When it’s smoke, don’t leave a witness, we just leavin’ shell casings
Not on the mic, then I’m in the hood
With all my jewelry on and my pockets full
Totin’ poles, not the ones come from Magic
I made it out, I know the devil thought he had me

[Chorus]
If they really had love, they would’ve showed me
They hate what I’m doin’ now, they would love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Ayy)
I burn this money, burn this fame, I’ll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain, I’ll still be the same nigga

Fetty Wap – Bad Lil Bitch (feat. Lil Joe)

[Intro]
Bad lil bitch, bad, bad
You’re a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Uhm, run it up

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
Got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Yeah and when it’s time to go she run it up
Yeah, .40 cal in her Chanel and it’s tucked huh
Yeah, Sean Banks (?) like a truck
Got a bad lil bitch, bad lil bitch
Yeah, I got a bad lil bitch, bad lil bitch
Yeah, got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Yeah, got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
Yeah, I got a bad lil bitch, savage lil bitch
Yeah, I’m stacking up that cash this, lil bitch
Yeah, and I am not your average, lil bitch
Yeah, run up then we blasting, lil bitch
Yeah, huh, put you in the casket, lil bitch
Yeah, turn your baby to a basket, lil bitch
Yeah, Zoovie Zoo, I got my cash run, lil bitch
Yeah, you ain’t never had a stash spot, lil bitch
Yeah, why you lying bout the trap for?
Yeah, disrespect the Zoo and I’ma clap ’em
They like "why you (?) with the Mac for?"
Had to show ’em what could happen when you lack bro, Wap

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
Got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Yeah and when it’s time to go she run it up
Yeah, .40 cal in her Chanel and it’s tucked huh
Yeah, Sean Banks (?) like a truck
Got a bad lil bitch, bad lil bitch
Yeah, I got a bad lil bitch, bad lil bitch
Yeah, got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Yeah, got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck

[Verse 2: Lil Joe]
Lil Joe got a bad lil bitch
Gripping grain, switching lanes, when I switch whips
30 on the hip, we don’t do stock clips
Pockets on crip, know you see the blue strips
That’s your new bitch? Yeah, it’s nice to know that
Treat her like a Thursday, that bitch my throwback
Police get behind, yeah shawty, she gon’ hold that
Got a damn lil bitch, what he ain’t know that?
I got a bad lil bitch like RiRi
She tryna fuck me every time she see me
I don’t rat talk, I just talk cheddar
Diamonds on me hitting hard like Mayweather, oh

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
Got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Yeah and when it’s time to go she run it up
Yeah, .40 cal in her Chanel and it’s tucked huh
Yeah, Sean Banks (?) like a truck
Got a bad lil bitch, bad lil bitch
Yeah, I got a bad lil bitch, bad lil bitch
Yeah, got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck
Yeah, got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck

[Outro: Fetty Wap]
Got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck, ha
Yeah and when it’s time to go she run it up, ha
Got a bad lil bitch, don’t give a fuck, ha
Yeah and when it’s time to go she run it up, ha