Demi Lovato – Lonely lyrics

(feat. Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Demi Lovato & YG]
Mmm, ooh, yeah
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Verse 1: Demi Lovato]
He felt just like you
His arms, his lips
His promises were just as smooth
His grip, it fit, though, I admit, that
Only you could make me feel the way you do
Though, you know love is blind
And he just caught my eye

[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
You know me and honestly I’m better without ya
Don’t you got me checking on my phone by the hour
Baby, I’m hoping and praying
My knees weak, I’m shaking
‘Cause you know, that I always needed saving

[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Now I’m fucking lonely and you didn’t want me
Trying to show me, that you didn’t own me
But all you do is leave me fucking lonely
Knees on the concrete, cut up and bleeding
For no Goddamn reason
But all you do is leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely

[Verse 2: Demi Lovato]
The month was June
The smoky sun, our fatal run
It ended too soon
With tears as proof, ’cause all the carpets stained with juice
Blood on my shoes and you know love is blind
I can see it in your eyes

[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
You know me and honestly I’m better without ya
Don’t you got me checking on my phone by the hour
Baby, I’m hoping and praying
My knees weak, I’m shaking
‘Cause you know, that I always needed saving

[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Now I’m fucking lonely, and you didn’t want me
Trying to show me that you didn’t own me
But all you do is leave me fucking lonely
Knees on the concrete, cut up and bleeding
For no Goddamn reason
But all you do is leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely

[Verse 3: Lil’ Wayne]
Bitch, can’t even say I miss you back over the fuckin’ text
Every time you slept over my pad, you over fuckin’ slept
Toni Braxton told me breathe again, don’t hold no fuckin’ breath
Gave your ass directions to my heart and your ass busted left
Climbin’ up the money tree, the tree without the lover’s nest
‘Cause lovebirds are some busy bees
You fuck around, get stung again
And you didn’t leave your underwear
‘Cause she didn’t arrive in no underwear
Look, baby, even lovers burn to nothin’, that be clear
I can’t see the forest from the tree, the water from the sea
And I was starting to believe, but it’s a forest full of dreams
I smoke bars full of weed and call it what I see
And when you leave, I hope you know you bring
This forest to his leaves
I’m fucking lonely, yeah

[Final Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Lonely
Leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely
Leave me fucking lonely

Dave East – Set It Off

[Intro: Jada Pinkett Smith, Queen Latifa, & Vivica A. Fox]
This money got you trippin’
Now what you gon’ do?
Rob another goddamn bank
What the fuck is y’all thinkin’?
Hold up, we said once, Cleo
To get enough change to get us up outta here
And that’s all it is, Stoney
We need some real money

[Verse 1]
These niggas can’t smoke or can’t drink with me (at all)
The realest alive, come and meet with me
I’m in your city, bad bitches gon’ link with me (link up)
First class, I don’t check bags, I just carry on all this Louis shit (LV)
Just hit your wife, she on some groupie shit (yeah)
I found me a bad and a boujee bitch (bad)
I jump out the wagon with hooligans
I ask for back but I’m back in the mood again
I dropped out of class, don’t need tutorin’ (fuck em)
That 600, I’m maneuverin’
Maybach comin’ this week (this week)
I need some head ’til I get weak (uh)
GemStar at your wind piece (uh)
Black .40 match the Benz seats (ooh)
I might pull up more than 10 deep (more)
Still got that white, boy, no NSYNC (white)
I throw up my thumbs and I send three
I got the pump in the Benz Jeep (facts)
I leave blood all on your t-shirt (shirt)
These niggas just pussies, they been sweet (I know it)
You wouldn’t believe what I been through
Used to bend through on the 10 speed (uh)

[Hook]
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)

[Verse 2]
I’m somewhere gettin’ a manicure
Reach for my chain and I’m lettin’ this hammer off
.40 on me, they don’t check the artist
Harlem crippin’, I’ma rep regardless
We lookin’ for you and your man and the way we gon’ throw it at him, he an extra target
I ain’t into all that extra talkin’ (nah)
He ridin’ with you, then the TEC’ll park him
I let a hollow go right in his face then walk by him like I never saw him
The price stay, we don’t ever bargain (never)
Investin’ right, I’ma stress the market
They talk like they gangsta but never walk it
If twelve niggas front, that’s eleven coffins (eleven)
I throw ’em thirty and head to Boston (thirty)
That here a .30, you better toss ’em (throw that)
I flip the patty like, "Oh God" (patty)
Fillin’ up baggies, my old job (old job)
They dope boys and now they goin’ up (up)
I ain’t had nothin’, I’m gon’ rob (rob)
I can’t relate to these soft niggas (I can’t)
My OG just told me, "Just go hard"
I don’t give a fuck ’bout who hatin’
I’m on vacation, I send ’em a postcard
Me and my daughter be matchin’ (matchin’)
Came up on the corner, I’m trappin’ (trap)
Don’t fuck with this shit, y’all be jackin’ (jack)
I’m from the trenches, you cannot imagine
I ride with my Ruger, I got me a cougar and she look just like Toni Braxton
Shark face, that’s an Aston, .45 got me saggin’

[Hook]
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)

[Outro: Queen Latifa]
I want some more motherfuckin’ money

Twisted Insane & Charlie Ray – Up Late (The Gatekeeper And The Keymaster Album)

[Hook X2]
(Up late) That’s the only way to get it when you gotta make the product for the profit in ya pocket all day
But don’t get it fucked up – I am nothin’ like ya bitch, I’m from the bottom and I came a long way
In the beginnin’ wasn’t with it, now she hit me on my line like all the time and say she wanna come play
And you already know that I’mma run it, you can find me in her stomach, they know I be (up late)

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Come one, come all, if you wanna ball, then come with me!
Oh shit, did the four fifth just fall out my Dickey?
They want me dead, but I send ’em all to come get me
I rise out my grave, hit ’em in the face with the fifty
I don’t really talk, I’m with the action – Jackson
Aired up, get ya hair cut like Toni Braxton
Run deep in the Blood gang, got blood stains on the floor
You all know I get ghost – on the cadillacin’
Run up, put the venom in ’em, goddamn
Coulda’ been a man in the mini-van
Pull up on ’em if a nigga really wanna touch my gangsta
Bust two from the sun-roof, pow-pow
Hit him in his tooth, doot doot doot
Give a nigga boost, one of the homies might shank ya
No love, too deep, on the creep right through the front door
With a black mask and a fat strap for the ones that be wolfin’
I don’t give passes, fuck that, I don’t need a Mac
I prefer take ’em in the back so he gets his ass whoopin’
Somebody is a victim, knock ’em out, the homies trippin’
Bitches know just how to pick ’em, babies, I ain’t sayin shit
Adios, so nigga sign the photo with you mafioso, make a post and point the finger, Brain gon’ put ’em in a ditch
Mmmm… You livin’ good but I’m in dungeons
You comfortable with the big gats, I’m straight with my gunmen
The Walking Dead – shoot me and I keep comin’
Some wish me ‘way, bet I always be slumpin’
Faces of death, hit ’em in the chest with they goodnight
Your bitch on my line, steady cryin’, she need good pipe
I be like, "I’m not try’na fuck with you" but then I be like, "Man fuck that, just come through, tonight!"
(Heh ha ha ha)
Bring three, I got one for the homie
Hit ’em up, man, come through, I got mo’ for sho’
Bang ’em on a late night, gotta hit ‘fo I [taste blood?]
Bust three mo’, then send-send that bitch out the do’

[Hook X2]
(Up late) That’s the only way to get it when you gotta make the product for the profit in ya pocket all day
But don’t get it fucked up – I am nothin’ like ya bitch, I’m from the bottom and I came a long way
In the beginnin’ wasn’t with it, now she hit me on my line like all the time and say she wanna come play
And you already know that I’mma run it, you can find me in her stomach, they know I be (up late)

[Verse 2: C. Ray]
I go Brain
And roam with the hooligans who provide no names
Divide yo’ veins, fuck the world
I’ve been amongst your girl, now open wide yo’ legs
Eyes low, fuckin’ with that hydro, mane
So don’t you be lookin’ at me like I don’t blaze
Take you a look and see where the pyros stay
Just a couple of niggas who gon’ provide yo’ fades
Sign me up! For the [?] nigga, I been nuts
People been lookin’ at me like I give fucks
Levitate, but they try to run with the diamonds tucked
High, I’m up! Laughin’ at ’em, make comparison
With they tobacco to a hydro puff
Nigga, sci-fi with the rhyme cyanide, kill the vibe
Bye, night, feel it every time I cut
Ray is the name
You niggas should stay in your lane
Think I won’t swing ’cause I’m tame?!
I take me a drink and when everyone see what I
Do to you niggas gon’ think it’s a prank
Brain is the gang, makin’ that cake with Insane
But still comin’ straight for your chain
They go nuts, got so many of us, but y’all on that
Funny shit, we be up late for that change!

[Hook X2]
(Up late) That’s the only way to get it when you gotta make the product for the profit in ya pocket all day
But don’t get it fucked up – I am nothin’ like ya bitch, I’m from the bottom and I came a long way
In the beginnin’ wasn’t with it, now she hit me on my line like all the time and say she wanna come play
And you already know that I’mma run it, you can find me in her stomach, they know I be (up late)