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Lil Baby – Need Mine Lyrics

[Intro]
Cut that shit up Quay

[Chorus]
I got activist see when I shoot that stick(that stick)
It ain’t gon’ jam, I ain’t gon’ stop, it ain’t gon’ miss(ain’t gon’ miss)
I told my PO no more slurpin’ then I quit(then I quit)
Well I was lyin’ ’cause I had codeine in my piss
I’m takin’ hard drugs, Tylenol’s and Adderall’s and Percocets
They keep my faded, came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I’m up so they ain’t gotta pay me

[Verse 1]
When I hired out my whole team now they my faculty
Ever since I got the baddest bitches after me
She done sent this text that said she pregnant, said she gon’ keep it
Thinkin’ to myself like how hell did she get my semen?
My lil’ nigga can’t wait to rat out, they just need a reason
Thousand pounds of gas at the spot like it’s to season
My lil’ homie thuggin’ jus’ got out but he keep his heater
I can’t let lil’ tiger out the house, he like to shoot at people
2 seater beamer on my way to pick this money up
Semi tuck, try your luck, drawed and I won’t give it up
Never runnin’ from em’, we runnin’ to ’em, we on that bullshit
Let it slide, we gon’ catch ’em out in public, we gon’ deal with ’em

[Chorus]
I got activist see when I shoot that stick(that stick)
It ain’t gon’ jam, I ain’t gon’ stop, it ain’t gon’ miss(ain’t gon’ miss)
I told my PO no more slurpin’ then I quit(then I quit)
Well I was lyin’ ’cause I had codeine in my piss
I’m takin’ hard drugs, Tylenol’s and Adderall’s and PercocetsThey keep my faded, came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I’m up so they ain’t gotta pay me

[Verse 2]
You gon’ pay me when I see you, I need that money
Keep a smile on my face but it ain’t funny
When I press the button they smashin’ on site
It’s not the pills, the Xan and Codeine tryna fight
Free all of my dawgs behind the walls for the sequel
Let em’ pull up on me like it’s [?] and we gon’ flip ’em
Try to tell my man to slow it down but he went missin’
Couple months later I got the word somebody killed ’em
Man them hollow tips gon’ burn when they get inside
Spend it up I’m buyin’ cars, it just might feel right
Playin’ with the startin’ five, ain’t no sixth guy
You can see it in my eye, I won’t let shit slide

[Chorus]
I got activist see when I shoot that stick(that stick)
It ain’t gon’ jam, I ain’t gon’ stop, it ain’t gon’ miss(ain’t gon’ miss)
I told my PO no more slurpin’ then I quit(then I quit)
Well I was lyin’ ’cause I had codeine in my piss
I’m takin’ hard drugs, Tylenol’s and Adderall’s and Percocets
They keep my faded, came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I’m up so they ain’t gotta pay me

[Outro]
They think they ain’t gon’ pay me but I need mine, I need mine

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Through The Storm lyrics

[Intro: Téa Leoni & Martin Lawrence]
I need to talk to Mike Lowrey
Hello?
It’s Mike Lowrey

[Pre-Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it, you know that I’ma run it

[Chorus]
Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon’ burn him, yeah

[Verse 1]
Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white bitches knockin’ at my door though
I’m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
I got it out in case a nigga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
Now I’m in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
Don’t pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though
I’m quick to let a nigga have it, you know I’ma blow though
Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
And I was coolin’ on a flight, and I was hittin’ them licks though
Wasn’t for him I wouldn’t be shit, so I ain’t gotta trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain’t shit, I gave him that times three though (slime)

[Pre-Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know that I’ma run it

[Chorus]
Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon’ burn him, yeah

[Verse 2]
Can’t tote no gun but got that Glock when I’m up in the yo’ though
Plus my PO and the police knockin’ at my door though
I get Q-Red to lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
I told Nene I’m comin’ back, she think I’m with a hoe though
Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day them niggas laughed when I said I’m next
Up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
You know I’ll pop ’em, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest (brrt, slime)

[Chorus]
Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon’ burn him, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I told that boy I’m slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I told that boy he not gon’ take my sack, yeah
And if he play, I swear I’m goin’ hard back

NBA YoungBoy – Through The Storm

[Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

[Verse 1]
Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white bitches knockin’ at my door though
I’m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
I got it out in case a nigga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
Now I’m in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
Don’t pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though
I’m quick to let a nigga have it, you know I’ma blow though
Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
And I was coolin’ on a flight, and I was hittin’ them licks though
Wasn’t for him I wouldn’t be shit, so I ain’t gotta trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain’t shit, I gave him that times three though

[Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

[Verse 2]
Can’t tote no gun but got that Glock when I’m up in the yo’ though
Plus my PO and the police knockin’ at my door though
I get creative, lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
I told Nini I’m comin’ back, she think I’m with a hoe though
Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day them niggas laughed when I said I’m next
Up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
You know how I pop, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest

[Chorus]
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

Kodak Black – You Do That Shit Lyrics

[Intro]
Nigga, you do that shit, ayy
Rollin’ that piff, ayy
Put that tool on that chick, ayy
Ya ya ya

[Chorus]
State tryna give me eight, I told it, you do that shit
Remember kickin’ doors, I knock the screws off that bih
Lil’ shorty fucked up, I might put that woolly on that bitch
Ain’t sleeping on that money, I don’t snooze on it
Ayy, all you niggas pussy, I put some lube on it
While my top drop, they mouth drop like, “Who own it?”
They like, “Who in it?” They like, “Who he is?”
Heard that nigga wanted beef, I told him you eat it

[Verse]
You can’t book me at no club, nah, I just do arenas
Sniper gang in the buildin’, my whole crew geekin’
Chopped up in the rap shit, gave it a new meanin’
I found out ’bout my son and he gave me a new reason
I’m hotter than the sun, but I swear my jewels freezin’
And my shoes bleeding, ya
I might move to Venus, ya
Balling like Gilbert Arenas, ya
Lul’ shawty want my semen, ya
Shawty want my species, ya
Can’t even have my feces, ya
Homie want a feature
I might fuck my teacher, ya
And I love my PO, ayy
Getting chip like Frito Lay
Can’t be killing people, ayy
I got Gucci on my sneakers
No, I can’t be killin’ bitches
Gettin’ blood on my Givenchy’s

[Chorus]
State tryna give me eight, I told it, you do that shit
Remember kickin’ doors, I knock the screws off that bih
Lil’ shorty fucked up, I might put that woolly on that bitch
Ain’t sleeping on that money, I don’t snooze on it
Ayy, all you niggas pussy, I put some lube on it
While my top drop, they mouth drop like, “Who own it?”
They like, “Who in it?” They like, “Who he is?”
Heard that nigga wanted beef, I told him you eat it

[Outro]
Ayy, like real shit, my nigga
I can’t be shootin’, it’s gettin’ blood on my Giuseppe’s and shit
Nigga, you do that shit, ayy
Rollin’ that piff, ayy
Put that tool on that chick, ayy
Ya, ya, ya

Amine – Turf (feat. Charlie Wilson)

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Walking on the pavement I check my pride and my teeth on
The girl I grew up with lives a couple houses down
The 8 Bus run the same, dogs howl when the train
Comes like me ex girl and next girl
Used to rock the S curl
Wanted me a Nextel but my momma copped a Razr
That’s why I couldn’t blame her
Flipping through my past like I used to flip the phone
They kicking out the blacks and all the houses getting clones
Friends used to do pills and only eat at Du’s Grill
The food was pretty good but the times was better
These are the only days I missed
Like the first shawty I kissed
I used to have dreams now I dream

[Hook: Aminé]
I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don’t think I ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I gotta go, go
And once I do they’ll finally see the enemy

[Verse 2: Aminé]
Everybody wanna be a star, everybody want a nice car
Everybody wanna live great, have a good damn time, never trip with the law
The popo up in PO, dirtier than VO
Police from the past act like I’m they fucking hero
Living in LA for the weather, I facetime mom when I miss her
I got some homies that’ll never leave my home
When I pull up to the corner, it smell like Miley Cyrus
I told em’ I don’t smoke, they say “boy, you fucking wildin’”
Innocent and young, reckless and we dumb
Our heart is like our earth and memories the sun

[Hook: Aminé]
I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don’t think I ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I gotta go, go
And once I do they’ll finally see the enemy

[Verse 3: Aminé]
Mentality the same from my folks
Momma wanna see me happy, she don’t wanna see me broke
I said “bread wine, sauvignon, rastafari, babylon”
You can never die if I live it like a prize (hey!)
Who knows who I am, who knows who I are
Most people pretty sketch like a night at Echo Park
That’s why I just keep it cool but my time is in a leisure
Everytime I’m home I catch emotion like a seizure

[Interlude]
I cut the first night, we fuck around, I put my finger in her bootyhole cause you know you gotta test the water with hoes. A-a-and then.. *laughing*
I slip and slide through the times in my youth
What’s the age? Too young to worry, too old to dream
What’s the age? Imagination to me, tragedy to some
What’s the age? I guess we’ll find out when we’re older. Touché

[Hook: Charlie Wilson]
I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don’t think I ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I gotta go, go
And once I do they’ll finally see the enemy

[Outro: Charlie Wilson]
Oh
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, ooh, oh yeah, ooh
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah
Oo yeah-eah-eah-eah
Ohhhh hmm
Ohhhh hmm
Hmm
Hmm
Turf

PnB Rock – Misunderstood (Gttm Goin Thru The Motions Album)

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

[Verse 1]
Tryna figure out what you tweaking for
Everything was all good just a week ago
Now you tryna act like I’m creeping though
Told you I had hoes, but you must ain’t believed me though
Questions, like why I don’t answer my phone
Shawty, you tripping, I’m busy, you always wanna fuck up my zone
Texting me paragraphs and textbooks, girl ust leave me alone
You ain’t my mom or my PO, ain’t got to answer you, I’m grown

[Pre-Hook]
But shit been getting real now
I’m just tryna tell you how I feel now
I’mma be the same, shawty, I probably won’t change for a while
But I just wanna know is you still down?

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

[Verse 2]
I been touching hoes the same way that I touch you
Fucking hoes the same way that I fuck you
Treating hoes the same way, but I trust you
I don’t love you, but I love you
Do you get it? Do you get it?
This here’s something different
What we share is something different
I don’t care girl, I’m different
I ain’t like these other niggas
I don’t care if you was strippin’
Throw it back girl, I’m tippin’
I can’t lie girl, I miss it

[Pre-Hook]
But shit been getting real now
I’m just tryna tell you how I feel now
I’mma be the same, shawty, I probably won’t change for a while
But I just wanna know is you still down?

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

[Interlude]
The whole day without calling
The whole day without calling, alright
That’s just like, I’m in the studio all day and this shit ain’t got no service
[?]

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

PnB Rock – Questions (Gttm Goin Thru The Motions Album)

[Hook]
You keep on asking me questions about who I’m texting and about who I’m sexing
I can’t take it no no
You keep interrupting my flexin’
Who you think you checking?
Girl you could go get the steppin’
Cause I can’t take it no no, no no

[Verse 1]
Why you always asking all these questions
I ain’t about to be over here stressin’
Thinking about what I’m finna say now
This is starting to be everyday now
Girl you got me and you know it so just don’t trip
And don’t be texting asking questions about no hoe shit
Cause when you ask, that’s when it all falls down
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
And we was doing good if you asked me
Till you start asking about Tiffany and Ashley
Said you seen my car and we drove right passed you
You said I ain’t getting nothing pass you

[Hook]
You keep on asking me questions about who I’m texting and about who I’m sexing
I can’t take it no no
You keep interrupting my flexin’
Who you think you checking?
Girl you could go get the steppin’
Cause I can’t take it no no
No more questions
No more questions

[Verse 2]
Why you always asking these questions
Like you my PO girl you got a nigga stressin’
Thinking about what I’m finna say now
We been going through this everyday now
We was good if you asked me
Hit it from the back you was calling me daddy
Till you start asking about Tiffany and Ashley
That’s when shit start getting nasty

[Hook x2]
You keep on asking me questions about who I’m texting and about who I’m sexing
I can’t take it no no
You keep interrupting my flexin’
Who you think you checking?
Girl you could go get the steppin’
Cause I can’t take it no no

Jefe – Give It Up (feat. 3 Glizzy) (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro: Jefe]
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up, yeah

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

[Verse 1: Jefe]
Why these niggas playin’ like they ain’t heard how I ride
Heard some pussy niggas talking, wasn’t never outside
Bitch I talk that plug talk and I got mob ties
I put fifty on his head and his whole fucking mob die
Fucked up fast, I hope it don’t come back to haunt me
Remember back then, the little hoes they didn’t want me
Well now I’m getting money and I rock that damn Givenchy
Them bands got me limping, I’m so motherfucking clumsy
14 years old, I went to juvie for an O
16 years old, I stuck my dick in my PO
18 years old, I was whipping up the dope
By 20 years old I was getting 20 for a show

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

[Verse 2: 3 Glizzy]
Get your bitch ass on the ground, shut the fuck up
Came too far, before I go back everybody gettin’ stuck up
That bitch got you fooled, I could never fall for no slut
These niggas nothing like us, I live by code of conduct
I done seen it all, it’s kind of hard for me to trust
She seen the way I ball, it wasn’t hard for me to fuck
Ever since I was at juvie I been cutting up
Pull up on a nigga’s ass, hop out and hit him up
Do my dirt by myself cause these niggas might give me up
Lil nigga, you talk too much, you ain’t no G, you a bluff
This shit come from the heart, I couldn’t make none this up
Any nigga play with GG, I’ma come and spray your shit up

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

PnB Rock – Misunderstood

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

[Verse 1]
Tryna figure out what you tweaking for
Everything was all good just a week ago
Now you tryna act like I’m creeping though
Told you I had hoes, but you must ain’t believed me though
Questions, like why I don’t answer my phone
Shawty, you tripping, I’m busy, you always wanna fuck up my zone
Texting me paragraphs and textbooks, girl leave me alone
You ain’t my mom or my PO, ain’t got to answer you, I’m grown

[Pre-Hook]
But shit been getting real now
I’m just tryna tell you how I feel now
I’mma be the same, shawty, I probably won’t change for a while
But I just wanna know is you still down?

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

[Verse 2]
I been touching hoes the same way that I touch you
Fucking hoes the same way that I fuck you
Treating hoes the same way, but I trust you
I don’t love you, but I love you
Do you get it? Do you get it?
This here’s something different
What we share is something different
I don’t care girl, I’m different
I ain’t like these other niggas
I don’t care if you was strippin’
Throw it back girl, I’m tippin’
I can’t lie girl, I miss it

[Pre-Hook]
But shit been getting real now
I’m just tryna tell you how I feel now
I’mma be the same, shawty, I probably won’t change for a while
But I just wanna know is you still down?

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

[Interlude]
The whole day without calling
The whole day without calling, alright
That’s just like, I’m in the studio all day and this shit ain’t got no service
[?]

[Hook]
Girl I told you what it was, I let you know
I kept it all the way real, ’cause I been here before
I gave you every chance for you to let it go
I’m too busy living life and fuckin’ hoes
Yeah, but I know I treat you so good
And I know I eat you so good
And I know it’s hard to find a nigga like me ’cause I keep it so hood
And I ain’t into breaking hearts, I swear I would take it all back if I could
Let’s get this understood, right now we’re misunderstood

Belly – Re Up (feat. Nav) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 1: NAV]
Born alone, die alone
I let the drugs take my soul
First time I bought some weed I was sold
If I get 40 thousand for a show
I’m scared I’ll spend 20 thousand on some dope
Either RAF or Ricky on my toes
In high school I never made the honor roll
Poppin’ mollies, I’ve been on a roll
Hope the highway doesn’t take a toll
Smokin’ blunts, burn the seat in the Rolls
No, I’m not the same NAV from before
I don’t know who I am anymore
Woke up somewhere I ain’t been before
Half a pill ain’t enough anymore
They rappin’ about drugs they never did before
What’s fake and what’s real? I don’t know anymore
Takin’ full bars, I should really split ’em
Fell on my face, had to really quit ’em
My broski up north whippin’ in the kitchen
My uncle just lost his kidney
That won’t stop me from poppin’ and sippin’
You can tell that I’m gone from a distance
Poppin’ prescriptions without a prescription
Told Santa, all I want is molly for Christmas

[Hook: Belly]
Re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 2: Belly]
Got a hell of a habit, take another tablet out the cabinet
Is there heaven for a savage, is there heaven for a savage?
I’m poppin’ pills like an addict
The trap – how I learned mathematics
Is there heaven for a savage, is there heaven for a savage?
Bags under my eyes cause I go hard
Probably cost more than the Goyard
Probably why I got a cold heart
Probably why I got to shine cause my life has been so dark, man
Pull up, bring your friend – that’s a trio
Show up on the nines like my PO
You know the deal, the price made her bend over backwards like Neo
I’m crazy but maybe I’m torn aside
I’m talkin’ ’bout drugs like I glorify it
The truth is that I’m fuckin’ horrified
I only slept twice in like 40 nights
Man, I’m on the back, she on the poltergeist
Man, I should just takin’ my own advice
Cause nowadays love is just overpriced, man

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

Belly – Re Up (feat. Nav)

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 1: NAV]
Born alone, die alone
I let the drugs take my soul
First time I bought some weed I was sold
If I get 40 thousand for a show
I’m scared I spend 20 thousand on dope
Either RAF or Ricky on my toes
In high school I never made the honor roll
Poppin’ mollies, I’ve been on a roll
Hope the highway doesn’t take a toll
Smokin’ blunts, burnin’ sheet in the Rolls
No, I’m not the same NAV from before
I don’t know who I am anymore
Woke up somewhere I ain’t been before
Half a pill ain’t enough anymore
They rappin’ about drugs they never did before
What’s fake and what’s real? I don’t know anymore
Takin’ 4 bars, I should really split ’em
Fell on my face, had to really quit ’em
My broski up north whippin’ in the kitchen
My uncle just lost his kidney
That won’t stop me from poppin’ and sippin’
You can tell that I’m down from a distance
Poppin’ prescriptions without a prescription
Tell Santa, all I want is molly for Christmas

[Hook: Belly]
Re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 2: Belly]
Got a hell of a habit, take another tablet out the cabinet
It’s a heaven for a savage, it’s a heaven for a savage
I’m poppin’ pills like an addict
The trap – how I learned mathematics
It’s a heaven for a savage, it’s a heaven for a savage
Bags under my eyes cause I go hard
Probably cost more than the Goyard
Probably why I got a cold heart
Probably why I got to shine cause my life has been so dark, man
Pull up, bring your friend – that’s a trio
Show up on the nines like my PO
You know the deal, the price made her bend over backwards like Neo
I’m crazy but maybe I’m torn aside
I’m talkin’ ’bout drugs like I glorify it
The truth is that I’m fuckin’ horrified
I only slept twice in like 40 nights
Man, I’m on the back, she on the poltergeist
Man, I should just takin’ my own advice
This nine a day love is just overpriced, man

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

Belly – Re Up

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 1: NAV]
Born alone, die alone
I let the drugs take my soul
First time I bought some weed I was sold
If I get 40.000 for a show I’m scared I spend 20.000 on dope
Either RAF or Ricky on my toes
In high school I never made the honor roll
Poppin’ mollies, I’ve been on a roll
Hope the highway doesn’t take a toll
Smokin’ blunts, burnin’ sheet in the Rolls
No, I’m not the same NAV from before
I don’t know who I am anymore
Woke up somewhere I ain’t been before
Half a pill ain’t enough anymore
They rappin’ about drugs they never did before
What’s fake and what’s real? I don’t know anymore
Takin’ 4 bars, I should really split ’em
Fell on my face, had to really quit ’em
My broski up north whippin’ in the kitchen
My uncle just lost his kidney
That won’t stop me from poppin’ and sippin’
You can tell that I’m down from a distance
Poppin’ prescriptions without a prescription
Tell Santa, all I want is molly for Christmas

[Hook: Belly]
Re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 2: Belly]
Got a hell of a habit, take another tablet out the cabinet
It’s a heaven for a savage, it’s a heaven for a savage
I’m poppin’ pills like an addict
The trap – how I learned mathematics
It’s a heaven for a savage, it’s a heaven for a savage
Bags under my eyes cause I go hard
Probably cost more than the Goyard
Probably why I got a cold heart
Probably why I got to shine cause my life has been so dark, man
Pull up, bring your friend – that’s a trio
Show up on the nines like my PO
You know the deal, the price made her bend over backwards like Neo
I’m crazy but maybe I’m torn aside
I’m talkin’ ’bout drugs like I glorify it
The truth is that I’m fuckin’ horrified
I only slept twice in like 40 nights
Man, I’m on the back, she on the poltergeist
Man, I should just takin’ my own advice
This nine a day love is just overpriced, man

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

Chris Brown – Dont Fuck With Us

Look, I ain’t really with the talkin’, bitch I’m really ’bout that action
I’m runnin’ up a ticket and fuckin’ bitches in traffic
Got a hundred million dollars, I could give a fuck about a hater
Oh, they be with the snitchin’ and bitchin’, they like investigatin’
Ain’t tryna run down with that 4, let your homie know
All my niggas strapped like GI Joe, man you niggas toast
All you niggas pussy, lyin’, claimin’ you a real nigga
When we pull up and press your line, then we see who the real bitch is

And I’m just tryna pay no mind, won’t waste my time
Won’t give it all to a fuck nigga
Don’t wanna show ’em the thriller, nigga don’t make me a killer
You all pitchin’, we all hitters, don’t fuck with us

I got too many felonies, my PO keep tellin’ me
To piss in a cup, don’t give a fuck, I’m ’bout to smoke my weed
Plottin’ in the club, man I wish a nigga plot on me
Thinkin’ you gon’ ball, I’mma slide, you gon’ rest in peace
I got a couple fans in my hand right now
Me and all my homies, know these bitches only fuck with Gs
Now I can see why you hatin’ me
All these bitches in the back of VIP, made that pussy leak
I can’t give that hoe a place to sleep, but that pussy free
Fuckin’ with my woods, throwin’ Ps, in London, gettin’ P
I’m just throwin’ on that Project Pat, [?]
Shoutout my nigga Juicy J, know I keep that drink on me
All the baddest bitches know

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Won’t waste my time
Won’t give it all to a fuck nigga
Don’t wanna show ’em the thriller, nigga don’t make me a killer
You all pitchin’, we all hitters, don’t fuck with us

A nigga a savage
Any car that you thought ’bout buyin’, I had it
My bitches the baddest
Any hoe that you thought about fuckin’, I smashed it
You spendin’ paper and plastic
Always tryna come up on a plug
Run a check up like I run her up
Bitches love fuckin’ with a thug
OHB, only hot bitches
Out here ballin’, too much confidence
100 B, ain’t no stoppin’ this
Out here brackin’, you need binoculars
See my team, diamonds immaculate
Sing sing, send ’em packages
Bang bang, in the line of fire
Then them niggas come after ya

And I’m just tryna pay no mind, won’t waste my time
Won’t give it all to a fuck nigga
Don’t wanna show ’em the thriller, nigga don’t make me a killer
You all pitchin’, we all hitters, don’t fuck with us