Yeah, yeah
Huh, yeah, uh, huh
That's on God (that's on God)
Nigga, that's my word, look, huh (yeah, uh)
Still got my bitches from back in my day (yeah)
A nigga front, he get smacked in his face (baow)
I got rich off of sayin', "Ayy"
That was just somethin' I happen to say (huh)
And I went viral for rappin' with Ye
Take it off my waist, it go back in the safe (baow)
I don't like bitches that's actin' a way
She get out of line, she go back in her place (yeah)
I'ma self-made, huh (self-made)
Grammy-nominated (uh, yeah)
Opps know I'm not to play with (nah)
Nigga, how I'm not your favorite? (Baow)
None of them niggas don't play with my body
I see how they lookin' and hatin' on Fivi
I go get it done, I done wait on nobody
I run out of Percs, nigga, save me a molly
I don't know where you at, I'ma wait in your lobby
And I'm super sure I ain't sayin' no prolly
She wanna look better, I pay for her body
Huh, I pay for her body
The gangsters told me that I'm sanctioned (uh)
And I'm Gucci with the Haitians
She only like me when I'm naked (nah)
If she don't like me, tell her, "Fake it" (uh)
TDott dancin', he Jamaican (yeah)
They play my song on the radio station
You want me to pull up? Nigga, say your location
You say that they real, and I say that they're fakin' (huh)
That's on God
If all fails, at least we have each other
If all fails, at least we live another, yeah
And if all fails, at least we don't gotta struggle
No more, no more, yeah
If all fails, at least I got my brothers, yeah
It won't all fail, 'cause I'll see another, yeah
If things go left, God gon' redirect it
This my life, I'm gon' direct it
If all fails, at least we have each other
If all fails, at least we live another, yeah
And if all fails, at least we don't gotta struggle
No more, no more, yeah
If all fails, at least I got my brothers, yeah
It won't all fail, 'cause I see another, yeah
If things go left, God gon' redirect it
This my life, I'm gon' direct it
Huh, that's on God (that's on God)
Nigga, that's my word, look (that's my word)
It won't all fail, 'cause I'll see another
Huh, that's on God (that's on God)
Nigga, that's my word, look (that's my word)
If things go left, God gon' redirect it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
This my life, I'm gon' direct it
Huh, that's on God (that's on God)
Nigga, that's my word, look (that's my word)
Swear to God
I love TDott, bro, that's my man
Yo bro, can't stop
It's me and TDott against the world
You stupid mother f*ckers
Stupid motherf*cker (baow)
Baow
And this is now, this is now, woo
You came to see me at my house, nigga
It's whatever Fivi said
I just came downstairs like that, look
It's whatever Fivi said
Baow,
You heard, what Fivi said
Baow
We out side
Fivio Foreign - B.I.B.L.E. Album Lyrics
Fivio Foreign - B.I.B.L.E. Lyrics
Writer: Aniko Thomas, Dizzy Fae, Dominick Sarfo Sanford, Maxie Ryles III, Johan Lenox, Julian Akogu, Mark Mbogo, Michael Washington Jr., Tyler Pittman
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Through The Fire
Yeah
I came a long way from Brooklyn
This shit sound like growth
Uh
This shit sound like church, this shit sound like church
Ye did "Through the Wire," this "Through the Fire"
Yeah
Let's do it
I'm fightin' my demons while f*ckin' this demon
(Fightin' my demons, f*ckin' these demons)
Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin'
(Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin'
(Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
Uh, but everything viral and that's how I leave it (huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing
(I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing
(Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings
(Uh, pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings
(I just pray when I die that I get my wings)
But I don't plan on it (nah)
Uh, all of my problems, I dance on it (yeah)
Everything I say I'ma stand on it (yeah)
Gave my life to the Lord and his hands on it
Nigga, if they want problems I'm here for it
Niggas die in the hood for a pair of Jordans
And they not comin' home off the manslaughter (baow, baow)
(Say they not comin' home off the manslaughter)
Lord forgive me for my sins
(Forgive me for my sins, forgive me for my sins)
Look, they say, "What goes around, gon' come around"
I shoot him and never come around again
When niggas don't never come around they tense
And whoever I come around they win
My bitch say my own niggas hatin' on me
So she never come around my friends
You can't move me, I'm too deep rooted
And I pray that they don't say that was me shootin'
Got a son and two daughters, that's three stooges
If they failin' in life, then that's me losin'
It sound like you should be a preacher (you should be a preacher)
Huh, sound like you speakin' some' (sound like you speakin' some')
Yeah, I just pray that I'm teachin' Shadiqa some'
I'm fightin' my demons while f*ckin' this demon
(Fightin' my demons, f*ckin' these demons)
Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin'
(Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin'
(Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
Uh, but everything viral and that's how I leave it (huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing
(I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing
(Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings
(Uh, pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings
(I pray when I die that I get my wings)
The Cullinan swervin' 'cause I ain't perfect (skrrt)
Ride through the hood, ain't no hotbox, this ain't dirty (skrrt-skrrt)
Lil' bitch get it off the block and she ain't workin' (bitch)
She f*ckin' me for that Birkin, that for certain (smash)
Ice my chain with the gang (ice)
Big smoke, go stain for stain (smoke)
We keep that fire, Liu Kang (fire)
Put a skeleton on my wrist, but I didn't leave no remains (ooh)
If I'm tellin' you she my bitch, she got a billion dollar brain (bad bitch)
She outside, we on demon time (demon)
I got angel wings on me (brr), I barely made it (I did)
Left the Glock inside the Demon, let it ride with Satan
It's time to lay 'em, we gon' have to turn off our locations
F*ck patience when you gotta get straightenin'
I'm fightin' my demons while f*ckin' this demon
(Fightin' my demons, f*ckin' these demons)
Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin'
(Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin'
(Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
Uh, but everything viral and that's how I leave it (huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing
(I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing
(Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings
(Uh, pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings
(I just pray when I die that I get my wings)
I came a long way from Brooklyn
This shit sound like growth
Uh
This shit sound like church, this shit sound like church
Ye did "Through the Wire," this "Through the Fire"
Yeah
Let's do it
I'm fightin' my demons while f*ckin' this demon
(Fightin' my demons, f*ckin' these demons)
Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin'
(Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin'
(Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
Uh, but everything viral and that's how I leave it (huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing
(I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing
(Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings
(Uh, pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings
(I just pray when I die that I get my wings)
But I don't plan on it (nah)
Uh, all of my problems, I dance on it (yeah)
Everything I say I'ma stand on it (yeah)
Gave my life to the Lord and his hands on it
Nigga, if they want problems I'm here for it
Niggas die in the hood for a pair of Jordans
And they not comin' home off the manslaughter (baow, baow)
(Say they not comin' home off the manslaughter)
Lord forgive me for my sins
(Forgive me for my sins, forgive me for my sins)
Look, they say, "What goes around, gon' come around"
I shoot him and never come around again
When niggas don't never come around they tense
And whoever I come around they win
My bitch say my own niggas hatin' on me
So she never come around my friends
You can't move me, I'm too deep rooted
And I pray that they don't say that was me shootin'
Got a son and two daughters, that's three stooges
If they failin' in life, then that's me losin'
It sound like you should be a preacher (you should be a preacher)
Huh, sound like you speakin' some' (sound like you speakin' some')
Yeah, I just pray that I'm teachin' Shadiqa some'
I'm fightin' my demons while f*ckin' this demon
(Fightin' my demons, f*ckin' these demons)
Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin'
(Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin'
(Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
Uh, but everything viral and that's how I leave it (huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing
(I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing
(Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings
(Uh, pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings
(I pray when I die that I get my wings)
The Cullinan swervin' 'cause I ain't perfect (skrrt)
Ride through the hood, ain't no hotbox, this ain't dirty (skrrt-skrrt)
Lil' bitch get it off the block and she ain't workin' (bitch)
She f*ckin' me for that Birkin, that for certain (smash)
Ice my chain with the gang (ice)
Big smoke, go stain for stain (smoke)
We keep that fire, Liu Kang (fire)
Put a skeleton on my wrist, but I didn't leave no remains (ooh)
If I'm tellin' you she my bitch, she got a billion dollar brain (bad bitch)
She outside, we on demon time (demon)
I got angel wings on me (brr), I barely made it (I did)
Left the Glock inside the Demon, let it ride with Satan
It's time to lay 'em, we gon' have to turn off our locations
F*ck patience when you gotta get straightenin'
I'm fightin' my demons while f*ckin' this demon
(Fightin' my demons, f*ckin' these demons)
Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin'
(Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin'
(Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
Uh, but everything viral and that's how I leave it (huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing
(I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing
(Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings
(Uh, pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings
(I just pray when I die that I get my wings)
Writer: Adrian Lau, Aswad Asif, Bigram Zayas, Brendan Walsh, Christian Dejesus Tejada, Maxie Lee Ryles III, John Carlton White, Joshua Scruggs, Luis Campozano, Omari Clarke, Quavious Marshall
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Magic City
(AXL)
(M.W.A. Music)
(Mmh, no, turn that up) huh
Turn that shit up
Real niggas and ratchet bitches (huh)
Hunnid racks when the racks too skinny (hunnid racks, boom, boom)
I f*ck my bitch and I get back to business (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turnin' Brooklyn into Magic City (huh)
Ass and titties (huh), like hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Bitch, I'm goin' viral, put that on the Bible (woo)
Turn my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (grrah)
I killed 'em (I killed 'em), he gone (they gone)
(Baow, baow, baow, baow) yeah, look
What the f*ck? (What?)
If it's up, nigga buck, try your luck (do somethin')
Bitch bad but I had to put her up (put her up)
Had to grab my other monkey nuts (boom)
Gotta slide when a nigga been touched (skrrt)
Gotta ride with the gang, it's a must (go)
Got a ratchet lil' bitch that I lay low with (baow)
When it's smoke, gotta treat her like a slut (baow, baow, huh)
I don't need to look in her eyes (huh, yeah)
I can tell she a vibe
She reppin' the gang and I felt she was mine
She throw up the set, she yell, "Free the guys" (woo, woo)
Huh, look (ah, yeah)
I pay the money, niggas gon' die, ah yeah (I pay the money, niggas gon' die)
If I pay the money, niggas gon' die (grrt, baow)
We get money nigga, but what is you on? (What?)
The same day we get it, the same day it's gone (ooh)
Back on my grizzy, I'm back on my business
A Huncho, lil' nigga, I'm back on the throne
Went bust down when they were lookin' for the plain Patek (ice)
But I left it at home (ice)
Molly, Perkies, Xannies, Jesus and Addy (yeah)
Pipe it and get in my zone (hey, yeah, look, yeah)
Young niggas can't even give me advice
I like the ice when it's hittin' the light
I got a dream and it give me the night
And I was so nice that they listen to me twice
Nigga, I cracked the face on the AP
And I ain't even get it fixed (huh, what?)
I don't wanna get it fixed (don't wanna get it fixed)
Got too much money to give a shit, look (yeah)
She know my body, she shaking her ass
Jump in the car and I'm breakin' the dash (skrrt)
She listenin' slow, I ain't sayin' it fast
She said a little joke and she makin' me mad (ha, woo, woo)
Huh, yeah (yeah), smokin' cookies (smokin' cookies, look, huh)
I got a hundred thousand dollars worth of jewelry
Try to book me, nigga
Real niggas and ratchet bitches (uh)
Hunnid racks when the racks too skinny (hunnid racks, baow, baow)
I f*ck my bitch and I get back to business (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Thinkin' 'bout turnin' Brooklyn into Magic City (huh)
Ass and titties (huh), like hunnid and fifties (yeah)
Bitch, I'm goin' viral, put that on the Bible (woo)
Turn my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (what?)
I killed 'em (I killed 'em), he gone (they gone)
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
(M.W.A. Music)
(Mmh, no, turn that up) huh
Turn that shit up
Real niggas and ratchet bitches (huh)
Hunnid racks when the racks too skinny (hunnid racks, boom, boom)
I f*ck my bitch and I get back to business (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turnin' Brooklyn into Magic City (huh)
Ass and titties (huh), like hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Bitch, I'm goin' viral, put that on the Bible (woo)
Turn my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (grrah)
I killed 'em (I killed 'em), he gone (they gone)
(Baow, baow, baow, baow) yeah, look
What the f*ck? (What?)
If it's up, nigga buck, try your luck (do somethin')
Bitch bad but I had to put her up (put her up)
Had to grab my other monkey nuts (boom)
Gotta slide when a nigga been touched (skrrt)
Gotta ride with the gang, it's a must (go)
Got a ratchet lil' bitch that I lay low with (baow)
When it's smoke, gotta treat her like a slut (baow, baow, huh)
I don't need to look in her eyes (huh, yeah)
I can tell she a vibe
She reppin' the gang and I felt she was mine
She throw up the set, she yell, "Free the guys" (woo, woo)
Huh, look (ah, yeah)
I pay the money, niggas gon' die, ah yeah (I pay the money, niggas gon' die)
If I pay the money, niggas gon' die (grrt, baow)
We get money nigga, but what is you on? (What?)
The same day we get it, the same day it's gone (ooh)
Back on my grizzy, I'm back on my business
A Huncho, lil' nigga, I'm back on the throne
Went bust down when they were lookin' for the plain Patek (ice)
But I left it at home (ice)
Molly, Perkies, Xannies, Jesus and Addy (yeah)
Pipe it and get in my zone (hey, yeah, look, yeah)
Young niggas can't even give me advice
I like the ice when it's hittin' the light
I got a dream and it give me the night
And I was so nice that they listen to me twice
Nigga, I cracked the face on the AP
And I ain't even get it fixed (huh, what?)
I don't wanna get it fixed (don't wanna get it fixed)
Got too much money to give a shit, look (yeah)
She know my body, she shaking her ass
Jump in the car and I'm breakin' the dash (skrrt)
She listenin' slow, I ain't sayin' it fast
She said a little joke and she makin' me mad (ha, woo, woo)
Huh, yeah (yeah), smokin' cookies (smokin' cookies, look, huh)
I got a hundred thousand dollars worth of jewelry
Try to book me, nigga
Real niggas and ratchet bitches (uh)
Hunnid racks when the racks too skinny (hunnid racks, baow, baow)
I f*ck my bitch and I get back to business (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Thinkin' 'bout turnin' Brooklyn into Magic City (huh)
Ass and titties (huh), like hunnid and fifties (yeah)
Bitch, I'm goin' viral, put that on the Bible (woo)
Turn my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (what?)
I killed 'em (I killed 'em), he gone (they gone)
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Writer: Maxie Lee Ryles, Manalla Yusuf, Marcin Blonski, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Toby Boshell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
City of Gods
[Alicia Keys & Playboi Carti]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine (What?)
[Fivio Foreign & Playboi Carti]
Yeah, look, huh, nigga, this my shit
Welcome to the city of Gods (What?)
Pop was the king of New York, now I'm the nigga in charge
Only the drillers, the city is ours
We found out the opps and we pick 'em apart
I give 'em my time so I give 'em my heart
If the city love me, then I'm really a star (What?)
[Alicia Keys]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
Nеw York City, please go easy on this hеart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
[Fivio Foreign & Playboi Carti]
Yeah, look, this is the city of money and violence
Everything we do is gon' come with a challenge
Every bitch you f*ck is gon' come with a balance (What?)
Every shooter with me is coming in silence (What?)
And you niggas better pick a side (Better pick a side)
You niggas side hoppin' (You niggas side hoppin')
If I want 'em to not let you come into the city, it's my option (Baow)
This is the home of the fly shoppin' (Yeah)
This where the bitches gon' watch pockets (Yeah)
When I'm on TV, I gotta look good
'Cause I know the whole block watchin'
If you chill with the opps, we is not vibing
If I see 'em in person, we Fox 5 'em
Yeah, the police is on us, we not stoppin'
(Yeah, the police is on us, we not stoppin', nah)
This is the town of the big drip (Big drip), smooth talk (Smooth talk, ha)
Milly Rock (Milly Rock), Shmoney Dance (Shmoney Dance), Woo Walk (Woo)
You will not survive being too soft (No)
Been a long time, we took a new loss (No)
Shooters shootin' 'til we got a new corpse (Baow)
If we stop then we lettin' it cool off (Baow, boom)
[Alicia Keys]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
[Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
We went off the grid (What?)
We ain't watch the throne, we took it
We went viral on 'em, they lookin'
It's a Sunday Service in Brooklyn (What?)
It's the city that come with the lights
I'm with the drillers that come with the night
They ain't do four years in college, but they'll do twenty-five to life
We make money every night (What?)
Never too big of a price (What?)
After I buy the Chicago Bulls (What?), I'ma go and link with Mike (What?)
And if I let 'em have my wife, niggas should thank me
With this Balenciaga and Balenci' boots and a new blue Yankee
This is Ye, I'm so focused, throw on a mask, no COVID
I'ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LaBoy post it
You got a album? Postpone it
I drop two and they both going
I got a feeling they in they feelings
They filmin' a show, but won't show it
You gotta watch me in slow motion, I'm in that wide-body Benz
I go back to college, do an album, and then drop out again
Took me a minute to get here, my vision is crystal clear
Ayy, Fivi', excuse me, but this the feature of the year
I feel like Sinatra in these streets, me and Drizzy, we at peace
This the backpack with the Polo and the first Jesus piece
I'm from the Chi' but I'm always New York
In the city, they treat me like Jesus is walkin'
I been through the pain and all of the torment
I'm sayin' His name, I make that important (What?)
Now it's time to give 'em hell
Ask my staff, I pay 'em well
This afternoon, a hundred goons pullin' up to SNL (What?)
When I pull up, it's dead on arrival
They act like they love you, they don't even like you
They throw a party, won't even invite you
I seen the same thing happen to Michael
When you black and you rich, they sayin' you psycho (What?)
It's like a cycle
If you text me anything hype, you better text back and say it's a typo
The city of Gods, no city is like you
This the new New York, Ye is the GOAT
Fivi' is viral and this is the B.I.B.L.E (What?)
[Alicia Keys & Playboi Carti]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight (What the f*ck? The f*ck?)
(What the f*ck?) New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
[Alicia Keys]
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
New York City, please go easy on me
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine (What?)
[Fivio Foreign & Playboi Carti]
Yeah, look, huh, nigga, this my shit
Welcome to the city of Gods (What?)
Pop was the king of New York, now I'm the nigga in charge
Only the drillers, the city is ours
We found out the opps and we pick 'em apart
I give 'em my time so I give 'em my heart
If the city love me, then I'm really a star (What?)
[Alicia Keys]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
Nеw York City, please go easy on this hеart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
[Fivio Foreign & Playboi Carti]
Yeah, look, this is the city of money and violence
Everything we do is gon' come with a challenge
Every bitch you f*ck is gon' come with a balance (What?)
Every shooter with me is coming in silence (What?)
And you niggas better pick a side (Better pick a side)
You niggas side hoppin' (You niggas side hoppin')
If I want 'em to not let you come into the city, it's my option (Baow)
This is the home of the fly shoppin' (Yeah)
This where the bitches gon' watch pockets (Yeah)
When I'm on TV, I gotta look good
'Cause I know the whole block watchin'
If you chill with the opps, we is not vibing
If I see 'em in person, we Fox 5 'em
Yeah, the police is on us, we not stoppin'
(Yeah, the police is on us, we not stoppin', nah)
This is the town of the big drip (Big drip), smooth talk (Smooth talk, ha)
Milly Rock (Milly Rock), Shmoney Dance (Shmoney Dance), Woo Walk (Woo)
You will not survive being too soft (No)
Been a long time, we took a new loss (No)
Shooters shootin' 'til we got a new corpse (Baow)
If we stop then we lettin' it cool off (Baow, boom)
[Alicia Keys]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
[Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
We went off the grid (What?)
We ain't watch the throne, we took it
We went viral on 'em, they lookin'
It's a Sunday Service in Brooklyn (What?)
It's the city that come with the lights
I'm with the drillers that come with the night
They ain't do four years in college, but they'll do twenty-five to life
We make money every night (What?)
Never too big of a price (What?)
After I buy the Chicago Bulls (What?), I'ma go and link with Mike (What?)
And if I let 'em have my wife, niggas should thank me
With this Balenciaga and Balenci' boots and a new blue Yankee
This is Ye, I'm so focused, throw on a mask, no COVID
I'ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LaBoy post it
You got a album? Postpone it
I drop two and they both going
I got a feeling they in they feelings
They filmin' a show, but won't show it
You gotta watch me in slow motion, I'm in that wide-body Benz
I go back to college, do an album, and then drop out again
Took me a minute to get here, my vision is crystal clear
Ayy, Fivi', excuse me, but this the feature of the year
I feel like Sinatra in these streets, me and Drizzy, we at peace
This the backpack with the Polo and the first Jesus piece
I'm from the Chi' but I'm always New York
In the city, they treat me like Jesus is walkin'
I been through the pain and all of the torment
I'm sayin' His name, I make that important (What?)
Now it's time to give 'em hell
Ask my staff, I pay 'em well
This afternoon, a hundred goons pullin' up to SNL (What?)
When I pull up, it's dead on arrival
They act like they love you, they don't even like you
They throw a party, won't even invite you
I seen the same thing happen to Michael
When you black and you rich, they sayin' you psycho (What?)
It's like a cycle
If you text me anything hype, you better text back and say it's a typo
The city of Gods, no city is like you
This the new New York, Ye is the GOAT
Fivi' is viral and this is the B.I.B.L.E (What?)
[Alicia Keys & Playboi Carti]
New York City, please go easy on me tonight (What the f*ck? The f*ck?)
(What the f*ck?) New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
[Alicia Keys]
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
New York City, please go easy on me
Writer: Allan Lopez, Andrew Taggart, Aswad Asif, Cristian Dejesus Tejada, Dwayne Abernathy Jr., Maxie Lee Ryles III, Hamza Hamaal, Kanye West, Malik Piper, Mark Williams, Mike Dean, Raul Cubina
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Whats My Name
Say my name, say my name
If you ain't runnin' game
Say my name, say my name
Why the sudden-
F*ck a partition
Come ride with a boss in the back seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now on a mission, don't stop
Respectfully (gon')
Told her she better (uh)
Say my name
What's my name?
What's my name?
Huh, yeah, look
What's my name?
Say my name
What's my name?
Yeah, look (Fivi)
I know you in love with me, that's cool
She say my name and she gettin' it tattooed
We should've been been together, it's past due
Now, let's go have some fun in this backroom
Man, her ex-nigga borin', that's bad news
She ain't never come out, he had mad rules
I can buy you Chanelly and mad shoes
I can match with Dior and the bags too (uh)
And you can tell me what you like (uh)
Huh, and I can take you for the night
Yeah, I could teach you lessons you ain't never know
And you could add it to your life (uh)
I could boss you up, baby, huh
I'm here to boss you up, baby (I'm here to boss you up, baby)
I can tell you don't know too much
'Cause you ain't been taught enough, baby (uh)
F*ck a partition
Come ride with a boss in the back seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now on a mission, don't stop
Respectfully (gon')
Told her she better
Say my name
What's my name?
What's my name?
Huh, yeah, look
What's my name?
Say my name
What's my name?
If you wanna hear me say your name
Gotta make me say your name (name)
Pull up on you in the rain
Show you a couple of thangs (thangs)
I love me a thug nigga
Might let you shoot up the club, nigga
Ooh-wee, just so good
I'ma make you fall in love with it
Take me to Louis (ooh)
Buy me some Gucci (ooh)
Diamonds and rubies
Might let you feel on my booty
Uh, we'll make a movie (uh-huh)
Your ex mad, she a groupie (uh-huh)
Baby, go take off them Ksubis
Know you wanna hop inside the jacuzzi
Say my name
What's my name? (What's my name?)
What's my name? (Say my name)
Huh, yeah, look (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What's my name? (Ooh-woah)
Say my name (oh) (say my, say my name)
What's my name? (Yeah, let's go) (Fivi)
You be all in my head and be stressin' me out
Talk too much, you keep runnin' your mouth (no more talkin')
Way too lit to get caught up
You know I'm in and I'm out (out)
You can take me to the room
You know I wanna go up and down on you
He said, "Bae, you a freak" (freak)
I said, "Bae, you a freak"
I said, "Ooh, let me come and link with you"
Call you when I'm in the mood
I'm comin' through, put the pressure on you
Just tell me what you wanna do
No waitin', boy, you runnin' outta patience
I wanna come through and get naked
Know I'm your favorite
This shit gets so-
It sound like it grrt-baow
F*ck a partition
Come ride with a boss in the back seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now on a mission, don't stop
Respectfully (gon')
Told her she better
Say my name
What's my name?
What's my name? (Say my name)
Huh, yeah, look
What's my name?
Say my name
What's my name?
If you ain't runnin' game
Say my name, say my name
Why the sudden-
F*ck a partition
Come ride with a boss in the back seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now on a mission, don't stop
Respectfully (gon')
Told her she better (uh)
Say my name
What's my name?
What's my name?
Huh, yeah, look
What's my name?
Say my name
What's my name?
Yeah, look (Fivi)
I know you in love with me, that's cool
She say my name and she gettin' it tattooed
We should've been been together, it's past due
Now, let's go have some fun in this backroom
Man, her ex-nigga borin', that's bad news
She ain't never come out, he had mad rules
I can buy you Chanelly and mad shoes
I can match with Dior and the bags too (uh)
And you can tell me what you like (uh)
Huh, and I can take you for the night
Yeah, I could teach you lessons you ain't never know
And you could add it to your life (uh)
I could boss you up, baby, huh
I'm here to boss you up, baby (I'm here to boss you up, baby)
I can tell you don't know too much
'Cause you ain't been taught enough, baby (uh)
F*ck a partition
Come ride with a boss in the back seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now on a mission, don't stop
Respectfully (gon')
Told her she better
Say my name
What's my name?
What's my name?
Huh, yeah, look
What's my name?
Say my name
What's my name?
If you wanna hear me say your name
Gotta make me say your name (name)
Pull up on you in the rain
Show you a couple of thangs (thangs)
I love me a thug nigga
Might let you shoot up the club, nigga
Ooh-wee, just so good
I'ma make you fall in love with it
Take me to Louis (ooh)
Buy me some Gucci (ooh)
Diamonds and rubies
Might let you feel on my booty
Uh, we'll make a movie (uh-huh)
Your ex mad, she a groupie (uh-huh)
Baby, go take off them Ksubis
Know you wanna hop inside the jacuzzi
Say my name
What's my name? (What's my name?)
What's my name? (Say my name)
Huh, yeah, look (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What's my name? (Ooh-woah)
Say my name (oh) (say my, say my name)
What's my name? (Yeah, let's go) (Fivi)
You be all in my head and be stressin' me out
Talk too much, you keep runnin' your mouth (no more talkin')
Way too lit to get caught up
You know I'm in and I'm out (out)
You can take me to the room
You know I wanna go up and down on you
He said, "Bae, you a freak" (freak)
I said, "Bae, you a freak"
I said, "Ooh, let me come and link with you"
Call you when I'm in the mood
I'm comin' through, put the pressure on you
Just tell me what you wanna do
No waitin', boy, you runnin' outta patience
I wanna come through and get naked
Know I'm your favorite
This shit gets so-
It sound like it grrt-baow
F*ck a partition
Come ride with a boss in the back seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now on a mission, don't stop
Respectfully (gon')
Told her she better
Say my name
What's my name?
What's my name? (Say my name)
Huh, yeah, look
What's my name?
Say my name
What's my name?
Writer: Aswad Asif, Beyonce Knowles-Carter, Brendan Walsh, Coi Collins, Dru Oliver, Maxie Ryles III, Fred Jerkins III, Kelendria Rowland, LaShawn Daniels, Latavia Roberson, Letoya Luckett, Luis Campozano, Queen Naija Bulls, Rodney Jerkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
For Nothin
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Yeah, look
I don't want a shooter for nothin', huh, yeah
All my shooters is huntin', yeah
He act like an opp, if I tell 'em the word
He'll die from a move of a button
We was cool when I was broke, why we ain't cool when I'm stuntin'?
Look, if he's a witness, I don't shoot him, I snuff him
F*ck you thinkin', a nigga stupid or somethin'?
The way I was brought up, huh
We don't like him, that nigga get tored up
He a rapper? We shoot up his tour bus
He saw bullets before he even saw us
Look, them niggas all talk, huh
I thought they was all tough, huh
I keep on tellin' my bitches to boss up
Let me handle the small stuff
They say I'm big already, huh
I feel like I'm gettin' bigger, huh
That bitch was lyin', I didn't hit her
If the opps start dyin', I get the hit up
I'll still go hit a nigga
Don't mistake me for a different nigga
If I tell 'em the word, they'll clip a nigga
If I take me a Perc, I forget the nigga
If I'm takin' the work, then I'll flip a nigga
If he actin' annoyin', I ig' the nigga
If I go cut him off, I won't miss the nigga
And you better not never be with the nigga
This what I'm made for, huh
Savin' the day with no cape on
Seein 'this bitch with a lace on, huh
I see a opp get banged on, huh
I'm only showin' my face every in and out, I don't state long
Huh, look, all of the verses they heard was fire
I came in the game, gettin' my Drac' on, huh
They hear my shit and put that face on
(They hear my shit and put that face on)
Yeah, look
I don't want a shooter for nothin', huh, yeah
All my shooters is huntin', yeah
He act like an opp, if I tell 'em the word
He'll die from a move of a button
We was cool when I was broke, why we ain't cool when I'm stuntin'?
Look, if he's a witness, I don't shoot him, I snuff him
F*ck you thinkin', a nigga stupid or somethin'?
The way I was brought up, huh
We don't like him, that nigga get tored up
He a rapper? We shoot up his tour bus
He saw bullets before he even saw us
Look, them niggas all talk, huh
I thought they was all tough, huh
I keep on tellin' my bitches to boss up
Let me handle the small stuff
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Yeah, look
I don't want a shooter for nothin', huh, yeah
All my shooters is huntin', yeah
He act like an opp, if I tell 'em the word
He'll die from a move of a button
We was cool when I was broke, why we ain't cool when I'm stuntin'?
Look, if he's a witness, I don't shoot him, I snuff him
F*ck you thinkin', a nigga stupid or somethin'?
The way I was brought up, huh
We don't like him, that nigga get tored up
He a rapper? We shoot up his tour bus
He saw bullets before he even saw us
Look, them niggas all talk, huh
I thought they was all tough, huh
I keep on tellin' my bitches to boss up
Let me handle the small stuff
They say I'm big already, huh
I feel like I'm gettin' bigger, huh
That bitch was lyin', I didn't hit her
If the opps start dyin', I get the hit up
I'll still go hit a nigga
Don't mistake me for a different nigga
If I tell 'em the word, they'll clip a nigga
If I take me a Perc, I forget the nigga
If I'm takin' the work, then I'll flip a nigga
If he actin' annoyin', I ig' the nigga
If I go cut him off, I won't miss the nigga
And you better not never be with the nigga
This what I'm made for, huh
Savin' the day with no cape on
Seein 'this bitch with a lace on, huh
I see a opp get banged on, huh
I'm only showin' my face every in and out, I don't state long
Huh, look, all of the verses they heard was fire
I came in the game, gettin' my Drac' on, huh
They hear my shit and put that face on
(They hear my shit and put that face on)
Yeah, look
I don't want a shooter for nothin', huh, yeah
All my shooters is huntin', yeah
He act like an opp, if I tell 'em the word
He'll die from a move of a button
We was cool when I was broke, why we ain't cool when I'm stuntin'?
Look, if he's a witness, I don't shoot him, I snuff him
F*ck you thinkin', a nigga stupid or somethin'?
The way I was brought up, huh
We don't like him, that nigga get tored up
He a rapper? We shoot up his tour bus
He saw bullets before he even saw us
Look, them niggas all talk, huh
I thought they was all tough, huh
I keep on tellin' my bitches to boss up
Let me handle the small stuff
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Oh, I can't even blame you, blame you
Writer: Heiko Alessandro Dorre-Grasso, Martin Peter Targett, Maxie Ryles, Rick Vilsaint, Tarik Hemici
Copyright: Lyrics © NOW WE MAJOR PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © NOW WE MAJOR PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Hello
Hold me tight, I'm waitin' to see (oh yeah)
With you I'd like to feel the release
Darlin', I just wanted to be (oh yeah)
Ooh, ooh
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
Whether you knew it or whether you know it
I need you with me and it's hard not to show it
I move like a demon and talk like a poet
And if you ain't goin', it's no one to go with
I'm movin' with confidence (I'm movin' with confidence)
I'll never hesitate (nah, look)
You got the perfect lil' body and measurements
Know I'm a gangsta but I get affectionate
And I got buttons, you don't know that you pressin' it
I wanna take you and show you my residence
'Cause we outside, we gon' move like the president
I wanna record you and show you the evidence
When you get with me (when you get with me)
Everybody gon' know you (everybody gon' know you)
Huh, we can go viral (we can go viral)
Or we can go global (uh)
Most of her exes is local
And most of them niggas is scared to approach you
I take you too high, they can't touch you or hurt you
I take you too far, they can't reach you or curse you
I got too much money, I Dior bag purse you
Yeah, I know it's worth it (I know it's worth it)
Look, huh, I don't know how you be lookin' so perfect
I don't even think that you do it on purpose
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
Yeah
Talk to me nice
I just might make you go viral (viral)
Raisin' your price
Bein' with me is so vital (vital)
Oh, it looks good, don't it? (Yeah)
The whole damn world want it (yeah)
So show me how you gon' own it (yeah)
I just want you on it, baby, now (now)
If I let my guard down, don't let me down (down)
You sayin' all the right thin's, so show me now (now)
I don't care about the lights (oh-oh)
Just want you to treat me right
I'll give you more than a night
I
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to (yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel (ooh)
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
The right words come to me, just like, yeah
Remind you in case you don't know
I take this moment instead of before, yeah
Trust in the way that I trust you
Down on my last, I'll split it with you, ain't bein' irrational
Stamps on your passport, 'round the world, you turn international
She was layin' in the city, now she f*ckin' with me and she goin' viral
More communication, we gon' always need it, told you that it's vital
Unfamiliar faces, we don't need the extras, told you don't invite 'em, yeah
Told you brin' your problems, put 'em in a ring and tag me in the fight 'em, yeah
Your feet in the water, toes touch the sand, hands on the-, yeah
Your feet in the water, toes touch the sand, hands on the Bible
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
Hold me tight, I'm waitin' to see
With you I'd like to feel the release
Darlin', I just wanted to be
With you I'd like to feel the release
Darlin', I just wanted to be (oh yeah)
Ooh, ooh
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
Whether you knew it or whether you know it
I need you with me and it's hard not to show it
I move like a demon and talk like a poet
And if you ain't goin', it's no one to go with
I'm movin' with confidence (I'm movin' with confidence)
I'll never hesitate (nah, look)
You got the perfect lil' body and measurements
Know I'm a gangsta but I get affectionate
And I got buttons, you don't know that you pressin' it
I wanna take you and show you my residence
'Cause we outside, we gon' move like the president
I wanna record you and show you the evidence
When you get with me (when you get with me)
Everybody gon' know you (everybody gon' know you)
Huh, we can go viral (we can go viral)
Or we can go global (uh)
Most of her exes is local
And most of them niggas is scared to approach you
I take you too high, they can't touch you or hurt you
I take you too far, they can't reach you or curse you
I got too much money, I Dior bag purse you
Yeah, I know it's worth it (I know it's worth it)
Look, huh, I don't know how you be lookin' so perfect
I don't even think that you do it on purpose
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
Yeah
Talk to me nice
I just might make you go viral (viral)
Raisin' your price
Bein' with me is so vital (vital)
Oh, it looks good, don't it? (Yeah)
The whole damn world want it (yeah)
So show me how you gon' own it (yeah)
I just want you on it, baby, now (now)
If I let my guard down, don't let me down (down)
You sayin' all the right thin's, so show me now (now)
I don't care about the lights (oh-oh)
Just want you to treat me right
I'll give you more than a night
I
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to (yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel (ooh)
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
The right words come to me, just like, yeah
Remind you in case you don't know
I take this moment instead of before, yeah
Trust in the way that I trust you
Down on my last, I'll split it with you, ain't bein' irrational
Stamps on your passport, 'round the world, you turn international
She was layin' in the city, now she f*ckin' with me and she goin' viral
More communication, we gon' always need it, told you that it's vital
Unfamiliar faces, we don't need the extras, told you don't invite 'em, yeah
Told you brin' your problems, put 'em in a ring and tag me in the fight 'em, yeah
Your feet in the water, toes touch the sand, hands on the-, yeah
Your feet in the water, toes touch the sand, hands on the Bible
Been lookin' for somebody like you
Don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
Hold me tight, I'm waitin' to see
With you I'd like to feel the release
Darlin', I just wanted to be
Writer: Aswad Asif, Benjamin Thomas, Brendan Walsh, Chloe Elizabeth Bailey, Cristian Dejesus Tejada, Jack Lomastro, Luis Campozano, Mark Makora Mbogo, Maxie Lee Iii Ryles
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Confidence
(AyoAA)
Rap niggas only in the trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Rap niggas only in the trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (uh)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (yeah)
All Hail Mary (uh)
Billie Jean
It's about to get real scary (baow)
They don't want beef or dairy
Hunnid thou' if I talk on celly, ordinary
Ain't nothin' they can talk or tell me
Bad mon, picture perfect like Mohr and Getty (baow, baow)
Gettin' my focus on
Aim it, pop up like toasters on 'em (baow)
Smell me like Folgers, uh
Don't come here with that bullshit
I put the locals on 'em
They was laughin' at me, now the joke is on 'em, huh
I tell my shooter to focus on 'em (baow)
And the old niggas make the culture borin' (uh, yeah)
I tell my lil' mami' to hold off (yeah, I tell my lil' nigga to hold off, ha)
I take a Perc' and I doze off, huh (uh)
I drink the liquor and go raw (ah)
Nigga, my body different, my body on go mode
We be spinnin' the whole floor
Shooter see you, he shootin' through both doors (baow)
You either win or you lose, it ain't no draw (nah)
Nigga, I got the soldiers comin' (soldiers comin')
You can't get it for the low now (woo, woo)
Put on my broach or somethin', bitch
Tag on my coat for nothin', pimp
Limp when I walk, I'm stuntin', drip
F*ck with my bro with somethin', bitch
Who let the faucet runnin'? (Drip, drip, drip)
Gnarly shit, Rockstar, pop molly shit
Yeah braids in so long, like dreads on my Bob Marley shit
Uh, pop tags, floor's Prada like a partnership
Would've thought the nigga started it (uh)
Your drip more like A$AP Rocky starter kit, nigga (woo)
Slide on her then I politic (yeah)
She seein' stars like astrologist (uh)
Beat the pussy, she ain't chargin' me shit (yeah, yeah)
Finessin'
C-Common sense with the scholarship (yeah)
I'm the opposite of modest (uh)
Caught 'em lackin' like confidence, yeah
Rap niggas only in the trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Rap niggas only in the trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (uh)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (yeah)
All Hail Mary (uh)
Billie Jean
It's about to get real scary (baow)
They don't want beef or dairy
Hunnid thou' if I talk on celly, ordinary
Ain't nothin' they can talk or tell me
Bad mon, picture perfect like Mohr and Getty (baow, baow)
Gettin' my focus on
Aim it, pop up like toasters on 'em (baow)
Smell me like Folgers, uh
Don't come here with that bullshit
I put the locals on 'em
They was laughin' at me, now the joke is on 'em, huh
I tell my shooter to focus on 'em (baow)
And the old niggas make the culture borin' (uh, yeah)
I tell my lil' mami' to hold off (yeah, I tell my lil' nigga to hold off, ha)
I take a Perc' and I doze off, huh (uh)
I drink the liquor and go raw (ah)
Nigga, my body different, my body on go mode
We be spinnin' the whole floor
Shooter see you, he shootin' through both doors (baow)
You either win or you lose, it ain't no draw (nah)
Nigga, I got the soldiers comin' (soldiers comin')
You can't get it for the low now (woo, woo)
Put on my broach or somethin', bitch
Tag on my coat for nothin', pimp
Limp when I walk, I'm stuntin', drip
F*ck with my bro with somethin', bitch
Who let the faucet runnin'? (Drip, drip, drip)
Gnarly shit, Rockstar, pop molly shit
Yeah braids in so long, like dreads on my Bob Marley shit
Uh, pop tags, floor's Prada like a partnership
Would've thought the nigga started it (uh)
Your drip more like A$AP Rocky starter kit, nigga (woo)
Slide on her then I politic (yeah)
She seein' stars like astrologist (uh)
Beat the pussy, she ain't chargin' me shit (yeah, yeah)
Finessin'
C-Common sense with the scholarship (yeah)
I'm the opposite of modest (uh)
Caught 'em lackin' like confidence, yeah
Writer: Aswad Asif, Brendan Walsh, Maxie Lee Ryles III, Luis Campozano, Rakim Mayers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Slime Them
He dead now, how you know?
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
He dead now, nigga, how you know? (You dead now, nigga)
Yeah, yeah, look (uh)
Caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow) (Fivi, Fivi, hey)
He dead now, nigga- (AyoAA)
Look
I caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow)
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
Slimed him, got a snotty nose (slime)
He lost his life for a pot of gold (baow)
Uh (uh)
Dominoes, we knock 'em down like it's dominoes
Uh (uh)
Ten toes (ten toes)
All of my niggas be ten toes (ayy, ayy, ayy, brrt)
I had to orchestrate (huh)
Time is money, can't afford to wait (nah)
Tomorrow (tomorrow)
Is more than late (lil' bitch)
Look, uh, I took her to dinner, I bought the plate (uh)
I'm just tryin' to avoid the fakes
Bullets is hittin' up all the place (baow)
He hold it down if he caught the case, uh
Shiesty, all of my niggas is shiesty (uh)
My main bitch too feisty (uh)
F*cked yours off my ice piece (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Swingin' (woo)
Both ears ringin' (uh, brrt)
Birdies get to singin' (baow)
Hollows get to beamin'
Yeah, look, bring me his body alive (uh)
I want him to see my face when he die (uh)
I want him to think about me when he cry
I want him to ask me like, "Fivio, why?" (Like, "Fivio, why?")
Huh, yeah, huh, I ain't tellin' (I ain't tellin')
Look, huh, all that screamin' get us caught
Nigga, stop that yellin' (lil' bitch, uh)
I caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow)
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
Slimed him, got a snotty nose (slime)
He lost his life for a pot of gold (baow)
Uh (uh)
Dominoes, we knock 'em down like it's dominoes
Uh (uh)
Ten toes (ten toes)
All of my niggas be ten toes (ayy, brrt)
I'm in this bitch like Jodeci
Shirtless (go)
No flaws, lil' bitch, I'm perfect (uh)
I ain't f*ckin' that bitch, she ain't worth it (uh)
I'm cappin' and slay it, I'll murk it (ah)
Clappin', ass get to clappin' (yes) (baow)
Bloodies get to brackin' (baow) (uh)
Cousins get to crackin'
Nigga, this family ties, uh
Don't get it twisted, this family is mine, uh (huh, look)
I don't say nothin', just hand 'em the nine (woo)
Look, we go to work (we go to-, look)
She only stop me when she want to squirt (uh)
Yeah, huh
I don't even like it when she where a skirt
Swim in this bitch off a Perc'
My bro wanna tweak, my bitch wanna twerk (boom)
Shoot from the three, I'm in Dallas like Dirk (ayy, ayy, ayy, uh)
That lil' bitch is a flirt (that bitch is a flirt) (she is)
Look, huh, they wanna f*ck, but we did it first (we did)
Look, uh
I caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow)
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
Slimed him, got a snotty nose (slime)
He lost his life for a pot of gold (baow)
Uh (uh)
Dominoes, we knock 'em down like it's dominoes
Uh (uh)
Ten toes (ten toes)
All of my niggas be ten toes (ayy, ayy, brrt)
I'm in this bitch like Jodeci
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
He dead now, nigga, how you know? (You dead now, nigga)
Yeah, yeah, look (uh)
Caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow) (Fivi, Fivi, hey)
He dead now, nigga- (AyoAA)
Look
I caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow)
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
Slimed him, got a snotty nose (slime)
He lost his life for a pot of gold (baow)
Uh (uh)
Dominoes, we knock 'em down like it's dominoes
Uh (uh)
Ten toes (ten toes)
All of my niggas be ten toes (ayy, ayy, ayy, brrt)
I had to orchestrate (huh)
Time is money, can't afford to wait (nah)
Tomorrow (tomorrow)
Is more than late (lil' bitch)
Look, uh, I took her to dinner, I bought the plate (uh)
I'm just tryin' to avoid the fakes
Bullets is hittin' up all the place (baow)
He hold it down if he caught the case, uh
Shiesty, all of my niggas is shiesty (uh)
My main bitch too feisty (uh)
F*cked yours off my ice piece (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Swingin' (woo)
Both ears ringin' (uh, brrt)
Birdies get to singin' (baow)
Hollows get to beamin'
Yeah, look, bring me his body alive (uh)
I want him to see my face when he die (uh)
I want him to think about me when he cry
I want him to ask me like, "Fivio, why?" (Like, "Fivio, why?")
Huh, yeah, huh, I ain't tellin' (I ain't tellin')
Look, huh, all that screamin' get us caught
Nigga, stop that yellin' (lil' bitch, uh)
I caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow)
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
Slimed him, got a snotty nose (slime)
He lost his life for a pot of gold (baow)
Uh (uh)
Dominoes, we knock 'em down like it's dominoes
Uh (uh)
Ten toes (ten toes)
All of my niggas be ten toes (ayy, brrt)
I'm in this bitch like Jodeci
Shirtless (go)
No flaws, lil' bitch, I'm perfect (uh)
I ain't f*ckin' that bitch, she ain't worth it (uh)
I'm cappin' and slay it, I'll murk it (ah)
Clappin', ass get to clappin' (yes) (baow)
Bloodies get to brackin' (baow) (uh)
Cousins get to crackin'
Nigga, this family ties, uh
Don't get it twisted, this family is mine, uh (huh, look)
I don't say nothin', just hand 'em the nine (woo)
Look, we go to work (we go to-, look)
She only stop me when she want to squirt (uh)
Yeah, huh
I don't even like it when she where a skirt
Swim in this bitch off a Perc'
My bro wanna tweak, my bitch wanna twerk (boom)
Shoot from the three, I'm in Dallas like Dirk (ayy, ayy, ayy, uh)
That lil' bitch is a flirt (that bitch is a flirt) (she is)
Look, huh, they wanna f*ck, but we did it first (we did)
Look, uh
I caught him lackin', he gotta go (baow)
He dead now, nigga, how you know?
Slimed him, got a snotty nose (slime)
He lost his life for a pot of gold (baow)
Uh (uh)
Dominoes, we knock 'em down like it's dominoes
Uh (uh)
Ten toes (ten toes)
All of my niggas be ten toes (ayy, ayy, brrt)
I'm in this bitch like Jodeci
Writer: Aswad Asif, Maxie Lee III Ryles, Miles Parks McCollum
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Feel My Struggle
AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)
They feel my struggle
Uh
They gotta feel my struggle
Yeah
Huh, you gotta feel my struggle
Yeah, look
I know I would do it, we made history
(Know I would do it, we made history)
Huh, I had an epiphany and I saw victory
(I had an epiphany and I saw victory)
Uh, I never responded when niggas started dissin' me
(I never responded when niggas started dissin' me)
I just started shittin', I knew they was sick of me (I knew they was sick of me)
Look, you gotta feel my struggle (you gotta feel my struggle)
Open case, I can't deal with no trouble (nah)
You gotta watch out, that deal might f*ck you
But they talk down, tryna kill my hustle, uh (uh)
Eat good (eat good)
Work out, I'm tryna build my muscle (yeah)
I put in too much pain (yeah)
I can't heal my knuckles, nah
Look, yeah
They think it's over now (think it's over now)
Like it ain't no more storm clouds (what?)
'Cause they see me on Rolling Loud
Nigga, I go through shit, I just hold it down (yeah)
You gotta toughen up, you gettin' older now (yeah)
When you on drugs, your body get broken down
We ain't stop the drillin', we just slowin' down (nah)
We was shootin' and throwin' at open crowd (grrt, baow)
I gave 'em motivation
The whole squad focused
I close my eyes and think God wrote this
When I say it, I do it in live motion
When I shoot, I'ma drill with my eyes open
When I'm tired of f*ckin', I side stroke it
(When I'm tired of f*ckin', I side stroke it)
Huh, boy, I should've been careful
But I ain't really care to
I was young, dumb, and unfearful
Two, three drillers jumpin' in the vehicle
If that silence loud enough, it scares you
If you talkin' to that gun, it hears you
Tell 'em shoot anything that come near you
You better do it if them niggas dare you
I know I would do it, we made history
(Know I would do it, we made history)
Huh, I had an epiphany and I saw victory
(I had an epiphany and I saw victory)
Uh, I never responded when niggas started dissin' me
(I never responded when niggas started dissin' me)
I just started shittin', I knew they was sick of me (I knew they was sick of me)
Look, you gotta feel my struggle (you gotta feel my struggle)
Open case, I can't deal with no trouble (nah)
You gotta watch out, that deal might f*ck you
But they talk down, tryna kill my hustle, uh (uh)
Eat good (eat good)
Work out, I'm tryna build my muscle (yeah)
I put in too much pain (yeah)
I can't heal my knuckles, nah
AXL (AXL)
They feel my struggle
Uh
They gotta feel my struggle
Yeah
Huh, you gotta feel my struggle
Yeah, look
I know I would do it, we made history
(Know I would do it, we made history)
Huh, I had an epiphany and I saw victory
(I had an epiphany and I saw victory)
Uh, I never responded when niggas started dissin' me
(I never responded when niggas started dissin' me)
I just started shittin', I knew they was sick of me (I knew they was sick of me)
Look, you gotta feel my struggle (you gotta feel my struggle)
Open case, I can't deal with no trouble (nah)
You gotta watch out, that deal might f*ck you
But they talk down, tryna kill my hustle, uh (uh)
Eat good (eat good)
Work out, I'm tryna build my muscle (yeah)
I put in too much pain (yeah)
I can't heal my knuckles, nah
Look, yeah
They think it's over now (think it's over now)
Like it ain't no more storm clouds (what?)
'Cause they see me on Rolling Loud
Nigga, I go through shit, I just hold it down (yeah)
You gotta toughen up, you gettin' older now (yeah)
When you on drugs, your body get broken down
We ain't stop the drillin', we just slowin' down (nah)
We was shootin' and throwin' at open crowd (grrt, baow)
I gave 'em motivation
The whole squad focused
I close my eyes and think God wrote this
When I say it, I do it in live motion
When I shoot, I'ma drill with my eyes open
When I'm tired of f*ckin', I side stroke it
(When I'm tired of f*ckin', I side stroke it)
Huh, boy, I should've been careful
But I ain't really care to
I was young, dumb, and unfearful
Two, three drillers jumpin' in the vehicle
If that silence loud enough, it scares you
If you talkin' to that gun, it hears you
Tell 'em shoot anything that come near you
You better do it if them niggas dare you
I know I would do it, we made history
(Know I would do it, we made history)
Huh, I had an epiphany and I saw victory
(I had an epiphany and I saw victory)
Uh, I never responded when niggas started dissin' me
(I never responded when niggas started dissin' me)
I just started shittin', I knew they was sick of me (I knew they was sick of me)
Look, you gotta feel my struggle (you gotta feel my struggle)
Open case, I can't deal with no trouble (nah)
You gotta watch out, that deal might f*ck you
But they talk down, tryna kill my hustle, uh (uh)
Eat good (eat good)
Work out, I'm tryna build my muscle (yeah)
I put in too much pain (yeah)
I can't heal my knuckles, nah
AXL (AXL)
Writer: Maxie Lee Ryles III, Joseph Loduca, Manalla Yusuf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
World Watching
Yeah
Flashin' lights (ha), bigger stage (hmm)
World watchin', streets amazed (yeah)
Rollin' dope, livin' life (nigga, we made it)
Another day, another dollar, another fight (nigga, we made it)
Yeah, shit couldn't stop (shit couldn't stop)
I pray to God that I see an opp
He think he shinin', my niggas on timin'
We take everything but his sneakers and socks
Mention my name when you speak of the block
Picture my face when you reach for the Glock
I can just do it and act like it's nothin'
They askin' like, "Fivi, it's easy or not?"
Look, huh, I got a story and I'll never tell it
I got a soul and I'll never sell it
I see them hatin', they watchin', they jealous
Like how he get a million dollars on the debit?
How he get a million views on the edit?
He marry a million bitches without a wedding
He got a million bitches in the section
That's like a million bitches to have sex with
I got some demons that's hotter than me
They keep on wakin' me out of my sleep
I look on the 'Gram, they ain't hotter than me
'Cause I'm killin' the fit and I body the feats, huh, woo
(Yeah, look, killin' the fit and body the beats, ha, Fivi')
(Killin' the fit and body the beats)
Yeah, look, all of my shooters alert
If I tell 'em I pay 'em the money, they doin' the work
Bullets is bitin' and chewin' his shirt
Show up to the funeral and shoot at his hearse
I chill with the bitches and roll with my niggas
And hang with the baddest and move with the worst
Shorty a baddie, she wish she could have me
I ask for her name and I Google her worth (ha)
Flashin' lights (yeah), bigger stage (yeah)
World watchin' (ha), streets amazed (uh)
Rollin' doupe(yeah), livin' life (uh)
Another day, another dollar, another fight (ha, let's do it)
Flashin' lights (yeah), bigger stage (yeah)
World watchin' (ha), streets amazed (let's do it, uh)
Rollin' dope (yeah), livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (oh, oh, oh)
He was on Sunset with a pistol (grrt)
I turned a jackboy to a victim, hmm
Hope you can tell that I'm not finna play with you
Bitch-ass nigga, we slide tonight
We put the laser on top of the Glock
When we slid on the weekend with blindin' lights (yeah)
I'm tryna bury a nigga
Get off the block 'cause you ain't from the area, nigga (yeah)
Get shot in the stomach, that's a miscarriage, lil' nigga
The f*ck is you starin' at, nigga?
For the record I might have to address
All the niggas that say I'm an industry plant
They say all my cars is rented
I guess they ain't used to no young niggas havin' these racks
These niggas be trolls, we f*ckin' they hoes
They get on the internet, go on a rant
He try to approach, he gon' get turned to a ghost
'Cause I got this bitch in my pants
I probably punch a nigga if he glance
I'm finna shoot, don't worry 'bout my stance
I got my broad a new Hellcat
When you hop in this Rolls, put your hair back (let's go)
I was in the hood where they tote Glocks
And they sell crack at the same motherf*ckin' house
When we in the club, I go through the backdoor
I don't trust nobody, I'ma pick your ass off (let's go)
Right now I'm in Vegas tryna get a bad bitch to come through
Maybe she can take the edge off
I ain't got no money, when she go to the bathroom
I'ma take off then start to head home
Flashin' lights, bigger stage (yeah, yeah, yeah)
World watchin', streets amazed (the world is watchin', hmm)
Rollin' dope, livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (know they watchin', yeah)
Flashin' lights, bigger stage
World watchin', streets amazed
Rollin' dope, livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (oh, oh, oh)
Callin', callin', callin' me home
Callin', callin', callin' home
You know the lights that stop to turn to stone
You shine when I'm alone (J Perry on the track)
Callin', callin', callin' me home
Callin', callin', callin' home
You know the lights that stop to turn to stone
You shine when I'm alone
Flashin' lights (ha), bigger stage (hmm)
World watchin', streets amazed (yeah)
Rollin' dope, livin' life (nigga, we made it)
Another day, another dollar, another fight (nigga, we made it)
Yeah, shit couldn't stop (shit couldn't stop)
I pray to God that I see an opp
He think he shinin', my niggas on timin'
We take everything but his sneakers and socks
Mention my name when you speak of the block
Picture my face when you reach for the Glock
I can just do it and act like it's nothin'
They askin' like, "Fivi, it's easy or not?"
Look, huh, I got a story and I'll never tell it
I got a soul and I'll never sell it
I see them hatin', they watchin', they jealous
Like how he get a million dollars on the debit?
How he get a million views on the edit?
He marry a million bitches without a wedding
He got a million bitches in the section
That's like a million bitches to have sex with
I got some demons that's hotter than me
They keep on wakin' me out of my sleep
I look on the 'Gram, they ain't hotter than me
'Cause I'm killin' the fit and I body the feats, huh, woo
(Yeah, look, killin' the fit and body the beats, ha, Fivi')
(Killin' the fit and body the beats)
Yeah, look, all of my shooters alert
If I tell 'em I pay 'em the money, they doin' the work
Bullets is bitin' and chewin' his shirt
Show up to the funeral and shoot at his hearse
I chill with the bitches and roll with my niggas
And hang with the baddest and move with the worst
Shorty a baddie, she wish she could have me
I ask for her name and I Google her worth (ha)
Flashin' lights (yeah), bigger stage (yeah)
World watchin' (ha), streets amazed (uh)
Rollin' doupe(yeah), livin' life (uh)
Another day, another dollar, another fight (ha, let's do it)
Flashin' lights (yeah), bigger stage (yeah)
World watchin' (ha), streets amazed (let's do it, uh)
Rollin' dope (yeah), livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (oh, oh, oh)
He was on Sunset with a pistol (grrt)
I turned a jackboy to a victim, hmm
Hope you can tell that I'm not finna play with you
Bitch-ass nigga, we slide tonight
We put the laser on top of the Glock
When we slid on the weekend with blindin' lights (yeah)
I'm tryna bury a nigga
Get off the block 'cause you ain't from the area, nigga (yeah)
Get shot in the stomach, that's a miscarriage, lil' nigga
The f*ck is you starin' at, nigga?
For the record I might have to address
All the niggas that say I'm an industry plant
They say all my cars is rented
I guess they ain't used to no young niggas havin' these racks
These niggas be trolls, we f*ckin' they hoes
They get on the internet, go on a rant
He try to approach, he gon' get turned to a ghost
'Cause I got this bitch in my pants
I probably punch a nigga if he glance
I'm finna shoot, don't worry 'bout my stance
I got my broad a new Hellcat
When you hop in this Rolls, put your hair back (let's go)
I was in the hood where they tote Glocks
And they sell crack at the same motherf*ckin' house
When we in the club, I go through the backdoor
I don't trust nobody, I'ma pick your ass off (let's go)
Right now I'm in Vegas tryna get a bad bitch to come through
Maybe she can take the edge off
I ain't got no money, when she go to the bathroom
I'ma take off then start to head home
Flashin' lights, bigger stage (yeah, yeah, yeah)
World watchin', streets amazed (the world is watchin', hmm)
Rollin' dope, livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (know they watchin', yeah)
Flashin' lights, bigger stage
World watchin', streets amazed
Rollin' dope, livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (oh, oh, oh)
Callin', callin', callin' me home
Callin', callin', callin' home
You know the lights that stop to turn to stone
You shine when I'm alone (J Perry on the track)
Callin', callin', callin' me home
Callin', callin', callin' home
You know the lights that stop to turn to stone
You shine when I'm alone
Writer: Ash Howes, Ellie Goulding, Jacob Merianos, Jeremy Biddle, Maxie Ryles, Richard Stannard, Tione Merritt
Copyright: Lyrics © FETCH PUBLISHING, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © FETCH PUBLISHING, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
B.I.B.L.E. Talk
They tried to finish us
They want us broke (broke)
They want us unhappy (unhappy)
They want us miserable (miserable)
They wanna put chains and handcuffs on us
So we made sure we got baguette chains and baguette bracelets (yeah)
They ain't believe in us (uh)
God did (God did)
Fivio (yeah)
This B.I.B.L.E. talk (yeah)
So it's only right I be even more honest with you
Are you ready for more jealousy? (I'm ready)
More hate (I'm ready)
More envy (I'm ready)
Let me inspire you (yeah)
With all that (hmm)
Comes with more love (I'm ready)
More blessings (I need it)
More success (let's do it)
More life (huh)
More wins (need it, huh)
Keep goin' (yeah)
You see, when you represent the life (yeah)
You represent God, the most high (yeah)
B.I.B.L.E. talk (B.I.B.L.E. talk)
We out here hustlin', feedin' our family (huh)
Makin' sure our team is good (huh)
We upliftin' the people (huh)
We inspirin' the world (huh)
We makin' anthems (yeah)
We gettin' money
B.I.B.L.E. talk (huh, let's do it)
They ain't believe in us
God did (yeah)
They want us broke (broke)
They want us unhappy (unhappy)
They want us miserable (miserable)
They wanna put chains and handcuffs on us
So we made sure we got baguette chains and baguette bracelets (yeah)
They ain't believe in us (uh)
God did (God did)
Fivio (yeah)
This B.I.B.L.E. talk (yeah)
So it's only right I be even more honest with you
Are you ready for more jealousy? (I'm ready)
More hate (I'm ready)
More envy (I'm ready)
Let me inspire you (yeah)
With all that (hmm)
Comes with more love (I'm ready)
More blessings (I need it)
More success (let's do it)
More life (huh)
More wins (need it, huh)
Keep goin' (yeah)
You see, when you represent the life (yeah)
You represent God, the most high (yeah)
B.I.B.L.E. talk (B.I.B.L.E. talk)
We out here hustlin', feedin' our family (huh)
Makin' sure our team is good (huh)
We upliftin' the people (huh)
We inspirin' the world (huh)
We makin' anthems (yeah)
We gettin' money
B.I.B.L.E. talk (huh, let's do it)
They ain't believe in us
God did (yeah)
Writer: Aswad Asif, Maxie Lee Ryles III, Khaled Mohamed Khaled, Salio Bamba
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Changed On Me
(AyoAA)
(M.W.A. Music)
Hey, feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, always knew what this money would bring on me (yeah)
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid (uh)
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid, hey (Fivi)
Yeah (yeah)
It's the baddest selection
We got an army, we hire a shooter
If he got the drop then he had him a reference (grrt)
You niggas will die in a matter of seconds (baow)
He gon' answer me, no matter the question
I talked to God and I had a confession
More money, more problems, I'm mad at the blessings
And I proved my body on the provin' ground
Since youngin' I know how to move around
Get the addy, we pull up and shoot him down
Better watch how you move in that hookah lounge
Boy, you saw me in prison, come do it now
You need to keep your lil' word and then do a vow
Nigga why you think I feel like you a clown?
I would never agree with what you allow
What you allow (what you allow)
A bigger gap (big gap)
If he want space, I'ma give him that
I don't never want none of you niggas back (nah)
Nigga, as soon as she see me, she get attached
And these niggas is fienin' to give me dap
But he let all the lil' bitches get him gassed
(He let all the lil' bitches get him gassed, ha)
Yeah, and they want me to be the bigger man (be the bigger man)
No apologies (nah)
And they want me to share this shit on Instagram
You throw a subliminal shot and it didn't land
And I know they gon' cry when it hit the fan
And I was young but I grew to a different man
Niggas hatin' like, "How did he get advanced?"
He was workin', huh (he was workin')
He was workin', huh, huh (workin')
They tried to f*ck him, but he's not a virgin
He was kid, then he grew to a person
He had to get rid of the snakes and the serpents
He had to f*ck all the bitches that curved him
He cut 'em off, 'cause they didn't deserve him (ha)
They didn't deserve him (nah)
Hey (yeah), feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, always knew what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid (uh), hey
Run down on 'em
Bitch, I'ma step 'til my soles crack
I be tryna cool down out on that savage shit
But I cannot control how the bros act
Took too many losses, can't hold back
F*ck all the cap, these cold facts
'Member back then nobody showed up
Hit the stage and I open, my shows packed
It's too easy to drill shit (drill shit)
They should know I'm from Chicago
I was walkin' through blocks tryna kill shit
I was really at the stu' with Pop Smoke
They can go 'head keep on gassin' him up
'Til his ass get filled with hallows
All this fame be too much to deal with
They clout chase, but the truth what I know, uh
I'm with my steppers and we like a band in the field
'Cause we drummin' and ready to march
I know some niggas that changed, ain't know what to feel
Left me with the heaviest heart
I had to grind all of them nights
Just 'cause of my skill, made it look like it's barely as hard
Look up and I took off on all these niggas
I know that they wishin' I left it in park, gang
Hey, feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, always knew what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid, hey
Yeah, hey
Hey
(M.W.A. Music)
Hey, feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, always knew what this money would bring on me (yeah)
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid (uh)
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid, hey (Fivi)
Yeah (yeah)
It's the baddest selection
We got an army, we hire a shooter
If he got the drop then he had him a reference (grrt)
You niggas will die in a matter of seconds (baow)
He gon' answer me, no matter the question
I talked to God and I had a confession
More money, more problems, I'm mad at the blessings
And I proved my body on the provin' ground
Since youngin' I know how to move around
Get the addy, we pull up and shoot him down
Better watch how you move in that hookah lounge
Boy, you saw me in prison, come do it now
You need to keep your lil' word and then do a vow
Nigga why you think I feel like you a clown?
I would never agree with what you allow
What you allow (what you allow)
A bigger gap (big gap)
If he want space, I'ma give him that
I don't never want none of you niggas back (nah)
Nigga, as soon as she see me, she get attached
And these niggas is fienin' to give me dap
But he let all the lil' bitches get him gassed
(He let all the lil' bitches get him gassed, ha)
Yeah, and they want me to be the bigger man (be the bigger man)
No apologies (nah)
And they want me to share this shit on Instagram
You throw a subliminal shot and it didn't land
And I know they gon' cry when it hit the fan
And I was young but I grew to a different man
Niggas hatin' like, "How did he get advanced?"
He was workin', huh (he was workin')
He was workin', huh, huh (workin')
They tried to f*ck him, but he's not a virgin
He was kid, then he grew to a person
He had to get rid of the snakes and the serpents
He had to f*ck all the bitches that curved him
He cut 'em off, 'cause they didn't deserve him (ha)
They didn't deserve him (nah)
Hey (yeah), feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, always knew what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid (uh), hey
Run down on 'em
Bitch, I'ma step 'til my soles crack
I be tryna cool down out on that savage shit
But I cannot control how the bros act
Took too many losses, can't hold back
F*ck all the cap, these cold facts
'Member back then nobody showed up
Hit the stage and I open, my shows packed
It's too easy to drill shit (drill shit)
They should know I'm from Chicago
I was walkin' through blocks tryna kill shit
I was really at the stu' with Pop Smoke
They can go 'head keep on gassin' him up
'Til his ass get filled with hallows
All this fame be too much to deal with
They clout chase, but the truth what I know, uh
I'm with my steppers and we like a band in the field
'Cause we drummin' and ready to march
I know some niggas that changed, ain't know what to feel
Left me with the heaviest heart
I had to grind all of them nights
Just 'cause of my skill, made it look like it's barely as hard
Look up and I took off on all these niggas
I know that they wishin' I left it in park, gang
Hey, feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, always knew what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid, hey
Yeah, hey
Hey
Writer: Aswad Asif, Fivio Foreign, Javon Hollins Tavoris, Mike G. Dean, Taurus Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Left Side
(SethInTheKitchen)
Huh, let's do it
She like mimosas, and she like '42 (uh)
Huh, fresh out of college, she just turned twenty-two
I told her, "You need a nigga that's gon' elevate you"
She said, "F*ck 12, but I love my niggas in blue" (ah)
Bandana on the left side (yeah)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me (yeah)
Bandana on the left side (woo, yeah)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me
Bandana on the left (huh), side (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (side)
Bandana on the left side (uh)
Yeah, look, I'm a killer but you safe with me (uh)
Bandana on the left side (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on the left side (yeah, uh)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left side (woo)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me
I could teach you what to do, I could tell you how to be
She want frozen margaritas every time we out to eat
And every time I got to go, she say she pullin' up with me (huh)
I let her come (huh), once in a while (huh, look)
Took her out of town and she in love with me now
And she got some bad habits 'cause she was f*ckin' with clowns
When she get a attitude, she be cummin' out of her mouth
I'ma play a little game, just don't step out of bounds
'Cause I'm a gangsta, yeah, look, uh (huh)
You f*ckin' with a gangsta , baby, just embrace it (just embrace it)
Yeah, look, you can be my gangsta lady, huh
She like mimosas, and she like '42
Huh, fresh out of college, she just turned twenty-two
I told her, "You need a nigga that's gon' elevate you"
She said, "F*ck 12, but I love my niggas in blue" (ah)
Bandana on the left side (yeah)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me (yeah)
Bandana on the left side (woo, yeah)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me
Bandana on the left (huh), side (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (side)
Bandana on the left side (uh)
Yeah, look, I'm a killer but you safe with me (uh)
Bandana on the left side (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on the left side (yeah, uh)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left side (woo)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on my left side, we outside at dead time
In and out the lane, dodgin' Demons and them Red Eyes
Baby, I'm a big dog, ain't f*ckin' with no small fries
Every time I hit a bad bitch, she tell me good lies (yeah, yeah)
Niggas tryna line me up and check in with the deadline
I been sturdy with a few, .45, Glock .9
You know you safe with me, .223s, go through tough guys
Last nigga tried to play with me had a tough time
Hit him in his face for the shade, to let my sun shine
All I want to do is make the age to see my son shine (yeah, yeah)
Niggas gettin' gunned down for tryna put they gun down (alright, alright)
I'm can make a bitch walk from here straight to Youngs Town
She like mimosas, and she like '42
Huh, fresh out of college, she just turned twenty-two
I told her, "You need a nigga that's gon' elevate you"
She said, "F*ck 12, but I love my niggas in blue" (ah)
Bandana on the left side (yeah)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me (yeah)
Bandana on the left side (woo, yeah)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me
Bandana on the left (huh), side (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (side)
Bandana on the left side (uh)
Yeah, look, I'm a killer but you safe with me (uh)
Bandana on the left side (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on the left side (yeah, uh)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left side (woo)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me
Huh, let's do it
She like mimosas, and she like '42 (uh)
Huh, fresh out of college, she just turned twenty-two
I told her, "You need a nigga that's gon' elevate you"
She said, "F*ck 12, but I love my niggas in blue" (ah)
Bandana on the left side (yeah)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me (yeah)
Bandana on the left side (woo, yeah)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me
Bandana on the left (huh), side (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (side)
Bandana on the left side (uh)
Yeah, look, I'm a killer but you safe with me (uh)
Bandana on the left side (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on the left side (yeah, uh)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left side (woo)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me
I could teach you what to do, I could tell you how to be
She want frozen margaritas every time we out to eat
And every time I got to go, she say she pullin' up with me (huh)
I let her come (huh), once in a while (huh, look)
Took her out of town and she in love with me now
And she got some bad habits 'cause she was f*ckin' with clowns
When she get a attitude, she be cummin' out of her mouth
I'ma play a little game, just don't step out of bounds
'Cause I'm a gangsta, yeah, look, uh (huh)
You f*ckin' with a gangsta , baby, just embrace it (just embrace it)
Yeah, look, you can be my gangsta lady, huh
She like mimosas, and she like '42
Huh, fresh out of college, she just turned twenty-two
I told her, "You need a nigga that's gon' elevate you"
She said, "F*ck 12, but I love my niggas in blue" (ah)
Bandana on the left side (yeah)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me (yeah)
Bandana on the left side (woo, yeah)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me
Bandana on the left (huh), side (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (side)
Bandana on the left side (uh)
Yeah, look, I'm a killer but you safe with me (uh)
Bandana on the left side (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on the left side (yeah, uh)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left side (woo)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on my left side, we outside at dead time
In and out the lane, dodgin' Demons and them Red Eyes
Baby, I'm a big dog, ain't f*ckin' with no small fries
Every time I hit a bad bitch, she tell me good lies (yeah, yeah)
Niggas tryna line me up and check in with the deadline
I been sturdy with a few, .45, Glock .9
You know you safe with me, .223s, go through tough guys
Last nigga tried to play with me had a tough time
Hit him in his face for the shade, to let my sun shine
All I want to do is make the age to see my son shine (yeah, yeah)
Niggas gettin' gunned down for tryna put they gun down (alright, alright)
I'm can make a bitch walk from here straight to Youngs Town
She like mimosas, and she like '42
Huh, fresh out of college, she just turned twenty-two
I told her, "You need a nigga that's gon' elevate you"
She said, "F*ck 12, but I love my niggas in blue" (ah)
Bandana on the left side (yeah)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me (yeah)
Bandana on the left side (woo, yeah)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me
Bandana on the left (huh), side (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (side)
Bandana on the left side (uh)
Yeah, look, I'm a killer but you safe with me (uh)
Bandana on the left side (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a killer but you safe with me
Bandana on the left side (yeah, uh)
I'm a sinner, you a vice for me (yeah)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left (left), side (ha)
Bandana on the left side (woo)
Huh, yeah, I'm a killer but you safe with me
Writer: Fivio Foreign, Ross Joseph Portaro
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Love Songs
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your crib every time I miss you
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your crib
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Won't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Every time I think about you
I just get mad at myself
'Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the shit I do
And these damn love songs
Follow me everywhere I go
So why can't I turn off the radio?
Why can't I turn off the radio?
She got a different type of (uh)
She'll make a nigga want to wife her (yeah)
Prada blue, Dior suit, white Nike her (uh)
Uh, I'm still on FaceTime with the lifers (I am)
It's iPhones in the feds and Rikers (uh)
Shawty gon' treat me like she need me (yeah)
Huh, and she met me takin' liquor to the fi-gi (huh)
Uh, I got a girl, she got a man, we movin' sneaky (uh)
We been drinkin' all night now we gettin' freaky deaky
Uh, and I hate it when she tell me she gon' leave me
Uh, let me eat it again, I'm greedy (uh)
F*ckin' her in the shower like Mimi
Shoot a porno on the phone and hook it up to the TV
You gon' get me answerin' machine, huh
Girl, leave me alone
'Cause you're nothin' that I need, huh
I won't answer the phone
Uh, yeah
We made a movie
Uh, she was a cutie (yeah)
Uh, I remember how she use to make a gooey (uh)
Yeah, I made a loopy
Uh, and she arguin' when she drinkin' 1942
Look, and her sex was (sex was)
One of the best of (yeah, huh)
I love it when she wanna dress up (uh, yeah)
And it hurts 'cause I know that I messed up
Gave her some of my best of
Money and possessions
VVS's in her necklace (next gift)
To the next gift to the next gift (reckless)
Livin' reckless with the next chick (I know)
So she decided to exit, I'm stressin'
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Won't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Every time I think about you
I just get mad at myself
'Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the shit I do
And these damn love songs
Follow me everywhere I go (oh)
So why can't I turn off the radio?
Why can't I turn off the radio?
Yeah, and I mean every time I miss you
And I love to hear your voice
Sound like an instrumental
Yeah, yeah
Crib every time I miss you
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your-
I pull up to your crib every time I miss you
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your crib
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Won't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Every time I think about you
I just get mad at myself
'Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the shit I do
And these damn love songs
Follow me everywhere I go
So why can't I turn off the radio?
Why can't I turn off the radio?
She got a different type of (uh)
She'll make a nigga want to wife her (yeah)
Prada blue, Dior suit, white Nike her (uh)
Uh, I'm still on FaceTime with the lifers (I am)
It's iPhones in the feds and Rikers (uh)
Shawty gon' treat me like she need me (yeah)
Huh, and she met me takin' liquor to the fi-gi (huh)
Uh, I got a girl, she got a man, we movin' sneaky (uh)
We been drinkin' all night now we gettin' freaky deaky
Uh, and I hate it when she tell me she gon' leave me
Uh, let me eat it again, I'm greedy (uh)
F*ckin' her in the shower like Mimi
Shoot a porno on the phone and hook it up to the TV
You gon' get me answerin' machine, huh
Girl, leave me alone
'Cause you're nothin' that I need, huh
I won't answer the phone
Uh, yeah
We made a movie
Uh, she was a cutie (yeah)
Uh, I remember how she use to make a gooey (uh)
Yeah, I made a loopy
Uh, and she arguin' when she drinkin' 1942
Look, and her sex was (sex was)
One of the best of (yeah, huh)
I love it when she wanna dress up (uh, yeah)
And it hurts 'cause I know that I messed up
Gave her some of my best of
Money and possessions
VVS's in her necklace (next gift)
To the next gift to the next gift (reckless)
Livin' reckless with the next chick (I know)
So she decided to exit, I'm stressin'
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Won't stop thinkin' 'bout it
Every time I think about you
I just get mad at myself
'Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the shit I do
And these damn love songs
Follow me everywhere I go (oh)
So why can't I turn off the radio?
Why can't I turn off the radio?
Yeah, and I mean every time I miss you
And I love to hear your voice
Sound like an instrumental
Yeah, yeah
Crib every time I miss you
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah
I pull up to your-
Writer: Alex Cunningham, Austin Ruff, Brendan Walsh, Jonathan R. Shapiro, Luis Campozano, Maxie Ryles, Mikkel Eriksen, Shaffer Smith, Tor Hermansen, Turran Coleman
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Missing Link Music
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Missing Link Music
Whoever
Look
Uh (Warrior)
This is a letter (M.W.A. Music)
Yeah, to whoever, huh
As I walk through the valley, uh
I counted my favors and nothin' was addin' up
I don't know why they so mad at us, uh, yeah
We broke all the barriers, huh
God is my witness and God is my carrier, uh
She looked it down, I sat her up
I made her a queen and I married her
I told her nobody was bad as her
I'm just buildin' up her character, uh
Now our Father (now our Father)
Which art in heaven (which art in heaven)
I thank God for all my opps and all my blessings (uh)
Look, uh, this is a message (this is a message)
Every challenge gets accepted (uh)
Yeah (yeah), woo (woo)
I show ' em zero affection (damn)
This is a big foot for the steppin'
This is a big dog for the wreckin'
This is a mandatory on the check in
This is a million dollars on the check in
Huh (huh), huh, yeah (yeah), uff (uff)
Huh, uh, huh, yeah
This is a million dollars on the check in (ah)
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah, huh, huh, yeah, huh
This a million-
Look, uh
This is a letter to whoever, uh
He want a favor?
I'ma need .40 and better, uh, yeah (yeah)
That's all they gotta tell us, yeah
I need my money out the teller, ah
(I need my money out the teller)
I need two bitches to go together
Snowflake on my face, it's not frozen weather (nah)
It was f*ckin' me up (it was f*ckin' me up)
I was a mess (I was a mess)
I thank God for Yvette (I thank God for Yvette)
Yeah, look, I thank God for sayin' "Yes" (I thank God for sayin' "Yes")
Huh, I thank God for helpin' me pass all my test, uh, yeah
Uh, let me vent (let me vent)
Just say, "Amen" (just say, "Amen")
If I can't see what you sayin', let me squint (uh)
If you know blocks that should be bent, let me bend (skrrt)
Don't let me twirl (don't let me twirl)
Just let me spin, look (uh, uh)
Uh (Warrior)
This is a letter (M.W.A. Music)
Yeah, to whoever, huh
As I walk through the valley, uh
I counted my favors and nothin' was addin' up
I don't know why they so mad at us, uh, yeah
We broke all the barriers, huh
God is my witness and God is my carrier, uh
She looked it down, I sat her up
I made her a queen and I married her
I told her nobody was bad as her
I'm just buildin' up her character, uh
Now our Father (now our Father)
Which art in heaven (which art in heaven)
I thank God for all my opps and all my blessings (uh)
Look, uh, this is a message (this is a message)
Every challenge gets accepted (uh)
Yeah (yeah), woo (woo)
I show ' em zero affection (damn)
This is a big foot for the steppin'
This is a big dog for the wreckin'
This is a mandatory on the check in
This is a million dollars on the check in
Huh (huh), huh, yeah (yeah), uff (uff)
Huh, uh, huh, yeah
This is a million dollars on the check in (ah)
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah, huh, huh, yeah, huh
This a million-
Look, uh
This is a letter to whoever, uh
He want a favor?
I'ma need .40 and better, uh, yeah (yeah)
That's all they gotta tell us, yeah
I need my money out the teller, ah
(I need my money out the teller)
I need two bitches to go together
Snowflake on my face, it's not frozen weather (nah)
It was f*ckin' me up (it was f*ckin' me up)
I was a mess (I was a mess)
I thank God for Yvette (I thank God for Yvette)
Yeah, look, I thank God for sayin' "Yes" (I thank God for sayin' "Yes")
Huh, I thank God for helpin' me pass all my test, uh, yeah
Uh, let me vent (let me vent)
Just say, "Amen" (just say, "Amen")
If I can't see what you sayin', let me squint (uh)
If you know blocks that should be bent, let me bend (skrrt)
Don't let me twirl (don't let me twirl)
Just let me spin, look (uh, uh)
Writer: Jhonny Leandro Sandoval Cardona, Maxie Ryles, Mike Dean, Szymon Wilk
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cant Be Us
I want you to feel this shit
It's me
Fivi
Uh
Look, I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
I stood alone, watchin' the wars in my zone, now I'm on
('Cause that's just how the gangstas do it)
Oh, I'm runnin' (uh)
The devil took everything he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
No I ain't slippin' or fallin', that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us
Nah, that can't be us (huh)
God sent signs and I read 'em (uh)
'Cause they can't do nothin' to you unless you let 'em (uh)
Huh, you 'posed to give 'em one chance and then dead 'em (uh)
Huh, shit, I gave 'em like seven (yeah)
Shit, I thought they was my bredrin (bredrin)
Destined (destined)
They was in my heart but I cured that infection (uh)
I could've lost it all when a nigga got arrested (yeah)
That's why I thank God for these awards and these blessings (yeah)
They wanna rap too 'cause they see how rap changed my life
But lightnin' never strike in the same spot twice
Can I live? (Can I live?)
They said I couldn't do it, and I did (and I did)
Bitch, I'm the same Fivio Foreign since a kid (bitch)
Bitch, I'm the same Fivio Foreign since the crib
I started shinin' and them niggas stopped comin' to my vids
I remember, nigga (I remember, nigga)
Nigga (nigga)
Them niggas know what it is (uh)
I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
I stood alone, watchin' the wars in my zone, now I'm on
('Cause that's just how the gangstas do it)
Oh, I'm runnin' (uh)
The devil took everything he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
No I ain't slippin' or fallin', that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us, huh (yeah)
Let me tell you what's emotional (uh)
That they can only touch you if they close to you (uh)
I'm a million dollar man, nigga
Look at what these vocals do (yeah)
The first time you ever said my name, I was over you (ha)
R.I.P. Lakeema, R.I.P. Yvette
I was raised by a angel, I was taught by the best (uh)
And when Bing went to war, they almost shot him to death
And he laid in my door, on the floor, by the step
This is real, nigga (this is real, nigga)
I thank God for all my real niggas (yeah)
I pray that God give me strength so I can deal with 'em
I don't know who gon' backdoor, so I don't feel niggas
But I done been through so much pain, I start to heal quicker (uh)
I know they mad over the 'Gram (yeah)
Nigga, I'm mad that I ever gave you a chance
Yeah, I love this life but I'll choose my family over my fans (any day, nigga)
Nigga, that's what make me a man
I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
I stood alone, watchin' the wars in my zone, now I'm on
('Cause that's just how the gangstas do it)
Oh, I'm runnin' (uh)
The devil took everything he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
No I ain't slippin' or fallin', that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us, huh
It's like
I can't even express myself to nobody 'cause
I don't know who really care for real
Or who really just care 'cause I'm me
So I keep my feelings to myself, uh
I do this music, though
I need to feed my family, that's the most important part
Yeah, I like inspirin' others
If I did it, you could do it
I came from nothin', uh
I'm the nigga they hated
They hated that I made it
They couldn't stop this shit though
Yeah
It's me
Fivi
Uh
Look, I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
I stood alone, watchin' the wars in my zone, now I'm on
('Cause that's just how the gangstas do it)
Oh, I'm runnin' (uh)
The devil took everything he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
No I ain't slippin' or fallin', that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us
Nah, that can't be us (huh)
God sent signs and I read 'em (uh)
'Cause they can't do nothin' to you unless you let 'em (uh)
Huh, you 'posed to give 'em one chance and then dead 'em (uh)
Huh, shit, I gave 'em like seven (yeah)
Shit, I thought they was my bredrin (bredrin)
Destined (destined)
They was in my heart but I cured that infection (uh)
I could've lost it all when a nigga got arrested (yeah)
That's why I thank God for these awards and these blessings (yeah)
They wanna rap too 'cause they see how rap changed my life
But lightnin' never strike in the same spot twice
Can I live? (Can I live?)
They said I couldn't do it, and I did (and I did)
Bitch, I'm the same Fivio Foreign since a kid (bitch)
Bitch, I'm the same Fivio Foreign since the crib
I started shinin' and them niggas stopped comin' to my vids
I remember, nigga (I remember, nigga)
Nigga (nigga)
Them niggas know what it is (uh)
I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
I stood alone, watchin' the wars in my zone, now I'm on
('Cause that's just how the gangstas do it)
Oh, I'm runnin' (uh)
The devil took everything he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
No I ain't slippin' or fallin', that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us, huh (yeah)
Let me tell you what's emotional (uh)
That they can only touch you if they close to you (uh)
I'm a million dollar man, nigga
Look at what these vocals do (yeah)
The first time you ever said my name, I was over you (ha)
R.I.P. Lakeema, R.I.P. Yvette
I was raised by a angel, I was taught by the best (uh)
And when Bing went to war, they almost shot him to death
And he laid in my door, on the floor, by the step
This is real, nigga (this is real, nigga)
I thank God for all my real niggas (yeah)
I pray that God give me strength so I can deal with 'em
I don't know who gon' backdoor, so I don't feel niggas
But I done been through so much pain, I start to heal quicker (uh)
I know they mad over the 'Gram (yeah)
Nigga, I'm mad that I ever gave you a chance
Yeah, I love this life but I'll choose my family over my fans (any day, nigga)
Nigga, that's what make me a man
I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
I stood alone, watchin' the wars in my zone, now I'm on
('Cause that's just how the gangstas do it)
Oh, I'm runnin' (uh)
The devil took everything he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
No I ain't slippin' or fallin', that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us (nah)
Nah, that can't be us, huh
It's like
I can't even express myself to nobody 'cause
I don't know who really care for real
Or who really just care 'cause I'm me
So I keep my feelings to myself, uh
I do this music, though
I need to feed my family, that's the most important part
Yeah, I like inspirin' others
If I did it, you could do it
I came from nothin', uh
I'm the nigga they hated
They hated that I made it
They couldn't stop this shit though
Yeah
Writer: Adrian Lau, Brendan Walsh, Cristian Dejesus Tejada, Deandre Sumpter, Maxie Lee Ryles III, Joshua Scruggs, Kaleem Taylor-Decoteau, Luis Campozano, Omar Gomez, Siviwe Mangaza
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © KINGS REPUBLIC ENTERPRISES, Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave