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6LACK - 6pc Hot EP Album Lyrics



6LACK - 6pc Hot EP Lyrics






ATL Freestyle

Clearly got me f*cked up
Taking out the trash on yo' ass
I get rid of bad friends like a dump truck
Everything I been through is everything I am
What the f*ck you think this is? Think I lucked up
Still down to earth, never stuck up
Ridding all my extra weight like a tum' tuck
I sacrifice most of my time
So my daughter can take vacations in bumf*ck

I'm what? Come for mines and guns up
Wanna talk, better run ya funds up
I'm from the 5, middle finger like I'm Nudy
It's Mr turn the tabernacle to a movie, ooh-wee
Keep it moving, nothing to see
I grew up eating hot wings and bumping Gucci
On the block ain't have no OG to school me
We just yelling, "Wassup" like Skooly
We hit the mall and we ball all day
I really know a drought, so it's blue hundreds in the safe
My nigga ain't a a Jake, but he running with that K
And you might take a L just for running out your face
I'm still the love doc, hood therapist
My life is VVS, I practice clarity
I practice what I preach
I'm living what I teach
Was looking down now they looking up to me

Clearly got me f*cked up
Taking out the trash on yo' ass
I get rid of bad friends like a dump truck
Everything I been through is everything I am
What the f*ck you think this is? Think I lucked up
Still down to earth, never stuck up
Ridding all my extra weight like a tum' tuck
I sacrifice most of my time
So my daughter can take vacations in bumf*ck

Riding through Atlanta on a off day
Hoping that nobody double cross me
Hit up Keisha, "Have you seen Parlay?"
'Cause he ain't make it to the after party, ay
Spin the block 'cause its hot, keeping watch
6 o'clock time for Greg Street to rock
(Hmm, mmh, yeah, okay)

I use to walk around that corner right in Kirkwood
Anne's Snack Bar, where the food real good
I was living like a fool, breaking all the rules
Best of both worlds 'cause a nigga went to school
I was rapping like a bitch, singing to your girl
Might be quiet, baby, but I'm ready to rock your world, yeah
(Hmm, okay, yeah, yeah, ay)
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Writer: Adeyinka Bankole-Ojo, Christopher Justice, Daniel Paul Foster, Ricardo Valentine
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Long Nights

(F*ck)
(That's what I need, I need-, I just need)
(Wanna be in Miami or somewhere, mm-mm-mm)

I got a good side, got a bad side, do you wanna find out?
Rollin' through the city, I'm probably 'posed to be on timeout
Why you gotta ask, won't you just take it?
You want someone that won't fake it
Want someone that's down to get you naked
I know I'm a problem
I know that I'm somethin' you should ponder
God just sponsored the monster
Pimp like Katt Will
Black truck, got black wheels
Candy paint got the matte feel
I been stuntin' so wild, that it came up outta Nat Geo
Shawty open like pistachio
And I'm slight throwed off, so I had to go
Mami, I had to know, I

Hopin' for a f*ck around
Hopin' for a good time
Hopin' for a long night
Pour up the drink, bacchanal
Mami, you bad as hell, I
Hopin' for a f*ck around (yeah)
Hopin' for a good time
Hopin' for a long night
Pour up the drink, bacchanal
Mami, you bad as hell

She get Fendi on her lips, uh-huh
Think I wanna kiss just one
We did what should have been done
You the hottest thing under the sun

Hopin' for a f*ck around (yeah)
Hopin' for good time
Hopin' for a long night
Pour up the drink, bacchanal
Mami, you bad as hell

(I just wanna put on a song and hear you)
(Baby, baby, baby)

Let's do something bad and laugh at it (you know?)
You cannot help that you mad at it
Roll up a joint, then we kick it, oh yeah, shawty
Pour us a drink, now we drunk and we f*ckin' to Sade
Mm-hmm, hmm-hmm, how did we get here? (Yeah)
How did we get there?
With a night like that, what are we?
Don't ask no questions, shawty
Hotel room for the after party
You know that I want this shit
I like your vibe and you really legit
We done got low to the floor in this bitch
We done went high and went low in this bitch

That's just for one night
And if you wanna do it again, maybe we can
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Writer: Ricardo Valdez Valentine, Steven Vidal
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Float

Makin' moves, everything I say go
Money change but I stayed the same though
Been on a wave, one that didn't fade no
Different day but I'm in the same boat

I'm just tryna stay afloat (ay, slide, yeah)
(Float)
I'm just tryna stay afloat
Stay, stay

We've been up, we've been down
We've been bad
Can we turn it around, before we crash?
Need to know, let me know, yeah, yeah (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

I gotta put my shit back on track
Been down bad too many times
Know that it's bad but it'll be fine
That's just how it is, shout out to slime
It's a big war goin' on outside
Grab your lover, time to slide
Say your prayers, hold 'em tight
Give your heart with your goodbyes, I
I've been in my feelings, need a drink
Singin' my pains while I'm listenin' to T-Pain (Pain)
If you took me for granted that's a shame
Make sure you love me 'fore the world go out in flames
Hey God, listen, it's been too hard
Jokes on us but boy stop
No more will I cut up
I'm gon' dance like Usher
Count up with my brothers
MC Hammer, can't touch us
I put that on my mother

Makin' moves, everything I say go
Money change but I stayed the same though
Been on a wave, one that didn't fade no
Different day but I'm in the same boat

I'm just tryna stay afloat
I'm just tryna stay afloat
Stay, stay

We've been up, we've been down
We've been bad
Can we turn it around, before we crash?
Need to know, let me know, yeah, yeah
(Go)
(Go)
(Go)
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Writer: Adeyinka Bankole-Ojo, Jack Rochon, Ricardo Valentine, Anthony Clemons, Nicholas Mira
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Know My Rights

I need a f*ckin'
'Cause this shit not smokin'
Aight, yeah

Top ten if you don't agree, I'm on your ass, yeah (no cap), uh
R.I.P. to 2-4, now my foot on the gas (know that), yeah
This shit was given to me, I ain't choose it
Tried to make life and somehow made a movie
The only rapper who can go on the road and don't f*ck with no groupies
If it don't make sense or dollars
I ain't got no time, can't holla
I just got off the plane from Ghana
And my airport clothes, they Prada
I work harder than all of the rest
And I'm wishing you all the best
I got bags from all the stress
Now all my bags belong on jets
Yes, so many war wounds, I had to make more tunes
Gotta cancel these niggas, they cancelled
Couldn't even enjoy June
But I'm a living, walking, fun guy
Even though I had some tough times
Made my bed on the frontline
One time for the, one time for the one time

I fought the fight (I fought the fight)
Roll up the dice (roll up the dice)
Bet on my life (bet on my life)
Paid the price
Take no advice (woo)
I been in the field and I know my wrongs, I know my rights (rights)

I fought the fight (I fought the fight)
Roll up the dice (roll up the dice)
Bet on my life (bet on my life)
Paid the price (paid the price)
Take no advice (woo)
I been in the field and I know my wrongs, I know my rights (rights)

Top five if you don't agree
Go check the numbers, too many can't run with me
I'm making moves that's gon' take care of my family
She did me dirty, it f*cked up my sanity
Bitches can't handle me
I'm like an animal
Eat it like Hannibal
She got the stamina
She clean the mess up
I keep the checks up
We go get check ups
Gotta stay healthy
Already rich, now I'm tryna get wealthy
I didn't reply back but they get the message
Not saying I'm the best
But I go like the vest
Seen these chains on my neck
AP water, baguette
I'm ahead of the Feds
Keep my head on my neck
Put my foot in your ass
I done ran out of passes to give
This shit get passive for real
I keep on passing on deals
One day I'ma chill
One day I'ma get me a spot in the Hills
But until, I'm serving these packs
Keep on murdering tracks
Keep on rolling the dice
Got my life in this shit
I'ma ride, I cant switch, I'll die for this shit
Bust down both of my wrists
At 11:11, make both us some riches
Yeah, we both would get rich
Yeah, we never could expect
Now I look up, we the G.O.A.T's of this shit

I fought the fight (I fought the fight)
Roll up the dice (roll up the dice)
Bet on my life (bet on my life)
Paid the price (paid the price)
Take no advice (woo)
I been in the field and I know my wrongs, I know my rights (rights)

I fought the fight (I fought the fight)
Roll up the dice (roll up the dice)
Bet on my life (bet on my life)
Paid the price
Take no advice (woo)
I been in the field and I know my wrongs, I know my rights (rights)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Adeyinka Bankole, Dominque Jones, Joseph Stephen Reeves, Ricardo Valdez Valentine, Trevor Slade, James Cyr
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Elephant in the Room

Are you tied up?
I called
I been waiting for you
Say you got me
I'm calling it off
(Calling it off, I'm calling it off)
Calling (calling), calling (aw, yeah), on God
Want me to tighten up but you ain't never playing fair
You asked me if I'm choosing my dreams over you, I said, "Hell yeah" (yeah)

I know love come and goes
I got so much love I can show
But I got so much shit left to do
Can we roll? Can we roll? Can we smoke? Can we talk about it?
Shit like, mmm

Time to address the the elephant in the room
Need to have that convo, shit been on my mind like "Hmm"
Time to address the elephant in the room

Say what's on my mind
Don't make me choose, I might piss you off (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'll be damned if I let you make me slip and fall
Oh, you want so compromising?
Tell me what you providing
If you want some compromising, yeah, uh huh
Oh, you want so compromising?
Tell me what you providing
If you want some compromising, yeah, uh huh

I know love come and goes
I got so much love I can show
But I got so much shit left to do
Can we roll? Can we roll? Can we smoke? Can we talk about it?
Shit like, mmm

Time to address the the elephant in the room
Need to have that convo, shit been on my mind like "Hmm"
Time to address the elephant in the room

Don't make me choose, I might piss you off (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'll be damned if I let you make me slip and fall
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Writer: Christopher Steven Brown, Kevin Gilliam, Larrance Levar Dopson, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr., Timothy Z. Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Outside

(Gimme your love)
(I want your love)
(I want your love)
(Gimme your love, love, love)
(I want your love)
(Gimme your love)
(Show me love)
(Gimme your love)
(I want your love)

I'll give you the time of your life
Just wait 'til we can go outside
It's been a while, we been locked in
D-D-D-D, D-D-D-D, D-D-damn

I'm excited just to hold your hand
I'm still stuck on love like it's crazy glue
Me without you, I'll probably fade to blue
Another love song of what you made me do

I need someone
I can play with
When it's time to go outside and play again
I need someone
I can play with
When it's time to go outside and play again

I'll give you the time of your life (time of your life)
Just wait 'til we can go outside
Where April can't ruin our plan
D-D-D-D, D-D-D-D, D-D-damn

D'Usse for the game, watch me pour up
Drinking on liquor 'til I throw up
Russian Cream Backwood, roll up
Can't wait 'til we living like we wanna
I can wait 'til we chase the sun and watch it set
I can't wait to make all the times we won't forget
Memories that we'll pass down and reminisce
Yeah, later on we get old and show our kids
Showing 'em these photos of how we used to live
And tell 'em the story of how we fell in love
And teach 'em to pray, I prayed that I would win
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I need someone
I can play with
When it's time to go outside and play again
I need someone
I can play with
When it's time to go outside and play again

(Gimme your love)
(I want your love)
(Gimme love)
(I want your love)
(Gimme your love, love, love)
(I want your love)
(Gimme your love)
(Show me love)
(I want your love)
(Gimme your love)
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Writer: Adeyinka Bankole-Ojo, Ricardo Valentine, Trevor Slade
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






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6pc Hot EP is the first extended play by American singer 6lack. It was released on June 26, 2020, through LVRN and Interscope Records. Production was handled by twelve record producers, including DJ Battlecat, Nick Mira, Stwo, Timbaland, Canadian producer London Cyr, and British producer Fwdslxsh, the latter two of whom executive-produced the EP. It features a sole guest appearance from rapper Lil Baby on the single "Know My Rights".
Performed By: 6LACK
Length: 18:58
Released: June 26th, 2020
Year: 2020

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