Logic – Everybody Dies Lyrics

Rap game homie, I been waitin’ for the payment All these little rappers come and go, I wonder where they went Ten years of runnin’, yeah we came up from the basement (You are watching a master–) This what you all been waitin’ for ain’t it? Rap game homie, I been waitin’ for the payment All these little rappers come and go, I wonder where they went Ten years of runnin’, we came up from the basement [Verse 1] Grew up broke as fuck, rich folks was adjacent Maryland, starin’ out the window for motivation I remember lil Bobby, lil B Man I wish I could be a dog in a rich family Oh how nice would that shit be, my life a catastrophe Now my shit a masterpiece, No Limit like Master P Now I am the master, see, that’s the way it has to be My life is a movie, I’m so glad God casted me I am not top ten, more like top three I am not two ’cause nobody could top me Get the pussy wet like Jodeci, you know it’s me I can’t seem to put my finger on it like a rotary But something’s missin’ from the game, when I’m gone, oh it’s me I feel sorry for these rappers comin’ up, what was me I just took a hiatus and wrote a novel, motherfucker I got more verses than the Holy Bible, motherfucker ‘Cause I’m sittin’ on five, unreleased albums Greatest of all time, no lyin’, that’s the outcome I do it for the boom bap, the trap and the radio Fuck a fake fan, step into me, try to play me ho I make music for every genre, every occasion Ma shit is amazin’, I’m blazin’, it’s insane Going crazy in the gym, going in gains Had a lot of dark nights, but bitch I been Bane I was born in the darkness like Rick James Bitch, sippin’ scotch with Chappelle after the Grammys Said them countries wasn’t shit holes, they prolly want to ban me ‘Cause I say the shit that others won’t, prolly can’t stand me (uh) Like the rappers claim to hate me, but they stan me I said these rappers claim to hate me, but they motherfucking stan me They hate what I represent, but bitch I am me They hate what I represent, but bitch I am …

$UICIDEBOY$ – Nicotine Patches Lyrics

Hold up, wait Dynamite rows are rotting in they fucking graves One day, I will forget the name One day, I’ll forget the name, name, name (hold up, wait!) Hold up, wait Dynamite rows are rotting in they fucking graves One day, I will forget the name One day, I’ll forget the name, name, name [Verse 1: $CRIM] When I was twenty-seven every night I had dreams to die Now I’m twenty-eight feeling more dead than alive Twenty-nine in a month all my idols fucking dead Got a check, more or less, just another problem Breaking four-hundred degrees, no limit cash money Half a milli’ pass the cash, I feel like cash money Pop a Xan, couldn’t tell you when I forget Fuck a friend All I need is $crim and my kin (Ruby!) Days looking grim, goosebumps on my skin Hope the reaper come and hope my demise begin Fill my vein with heroin Poking through my skin This is the end [Chorus: RUBY DA CHERRY] (Hold up, wait!) Hold up, wait Dynamite rows are rotting in they fucking graves One day, I will forget the name One day, I’ll forget the name, name, name [Verse 2: RUBY DA CHERRY] One day, I’ll become the same A pile of ashes forgotten in a vase Wrap my chain around the base and then put it on display Flashing lights they shine so brightly ‘Till it blackouts every night see Shattered glass rain from the sky Beware my dream (aye) That shit so binding White gold blade on a bright gold chain Ruby da Cherry been dated, so why the fuck would I not stay the same? [Intro (Distorted)] Triple Six [Hook: RUBY DA CHERRY] Hold up, wait! Tammany Parish all after several law enforcement agencies joined forces Every step that Ruby take, it like he walking on a plank Let the waves crash down, let them take me to my grave Ain’t no way my gang ain’t grey Thousands of people are shouting but $uicide just saved the day Roll up in the tang Fuck the fame Remember my name Until your memory fades Like you manning the plague Until my dying day [Outro] –tens of people arrested, several ounces of a deadly drug are now off the streets of St.

$UICIDEBOY$ – 122 Days Lyrics

Now, ask your K&B pharmacist for a three dollar coupon good on your next new or transferred prescription! [Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY] Uh, grew up on making fucking robo noise I came, I destroy, aye Sold out shows ’round the globe twice know I feel like a fucking viceroy, aye (I do) Never say die, I do whatever drug, I always enter the void But this time when I die make sure I’m buried in FTP corduroy $uicideboy$ Most avoided, most ignored I like the rolls down from before (I do) Who am I, Froyd? I’m not who I thought I was anymore [Refrain: RUBY DA CHERRY] I’m not, like you I’m not, like you I don’t want the life in hell (I’m not) I don’t want no wife and kids (like you) I don’t want to die in this (I’m not) All the things they said around me (like you) I don’t want the life in hell (I’m not) I don’t want no fucking kids (like you) I don’t want to die in hell (I’m not) All the things they said around me (like you) I don’t want the life in hell (I’m not) I don’t want no fucking kids (like you) I don’t want to die in this (I’m not) All the things they said around me (like you) [Verse 2: $LICK SLOTH] Ask me if I’m happy, stupid motherfucking question (hold up) No pity needed finding women; I was seven Was sad then Running drugs up on my bike You know I had a weapon And then drugs became my obsession Nobody can say they gave me a fucking thing Got in front of money, I’m a G-O-D, hold up Born south side west, banging living legend Revive your Christ, this your fucking day, right Northside Shawty off the porch Sippin’ dip, let’s see Wanna quit, life overrated and shit Everyday eating sticks, gotta wash it down And when I wash it down, you know where this with (bitch) [Refrain: $LICK $LOTH] I just want some happiness To live a normal life again (ah) Slip right into nothing Talk with my cousin, like he actually my cousin (I said) I just want some happiness Live a normal life again (ah) Slip right into nothing Talk to my cousin, like he actually my cousin [Outro] Everyday savings at the everything store, K&B!

T.I. – Jefe Lyrics

[??] is how you say a lot of weed Yeah [??] grande [??] Hell yeah Mucho Ya dig? Ask him if he got some weed [??] grande [??] Man, what’d you just say? [??] What’d he do? [Intro] Oyy papi, [??] No more apologizing for being excellent From now on man, fuck it, I’m just gon’ be dope And no apologize for it I’m sorry I’m dope, nigga Rap your mind around it and embrace it, this is a fact of life God, I’m so good [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Yeah, fuck up that money, then make it again (the make it again) I fuck her twice, then I make her my friend (then I make her my friend) Shit, look at these haters, they hating again (they hating again) I know they don’t like it, they taking it in Fuck up a check, then we making it back She like Chanel, I’ma drape her in that She want the D, I’ve been waiting on that I’ve been doing my thing, they’ve been hating on that And I meant what I said, I ain’t taking it back We get you chain, we ain’t taking it back Reach for my chain, get [??] for that Only speak on my name when you stating the facts, please I know we balling too much And all of these pretty hoes falling for us I say [??] mami, and call it to us If I give you my number, don’t call me too much, comprende? [??] como [??] [??] bitch Hey, que pase, mi amigo [??] You know that nigga? City to city, bad bitches and tities, she jump on the jet with me, she on the tour I’m in Balenci’, Laurent and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in Dior Flex on the ‘gram just to look like you got it, but really you broke (but really you broke) Since suckas pop shit on their twitter, like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked) Know niggas that used to be trappers on twitter just telling these jokes (telling these jokes) While we gettin’ money, just burning this bread, tryna turn it to toast, forreal They say we talk about money too much But maybe they ain’t getting money enough I say, ‘Dimelo’ papi, he combo the trucks He gon’ make a tab and I’m running it up, gracias! [Verse 2: T.I.] …

Jeremy Zucker – comethru Lyrics

[Verse 1] I might lose my mind Waking when the sun’s down Riding all these highs Waiting for the comedown Walk these streets with me I’m doing decently Just glad that I can breathe [Pre-Chorus] I’m trying to realise It’s alright to not be fine on your own [Chorus] Now I’m shaking, drinking all this coffee These last few weeks have been exhausting I’m lost in my imagination And there’s one thing that I need from you Can you come through, through Through, yeah And there’s one thing that I need from you Can you come through? [Verse 2] Ain’t got much to do Too old for my hometown Went to bed at noon Couldn’t put my phone down Scrolling patiently It’s all the same to me Just faces on a screen, yeah [Pre-Chorus] I’m trying to realise It’s alright to not be fine on your own [Chorus] Now I’m shaking, drinking all this coffee These last few weeks have been exhausting I’m lost in my imagination And there’s one thing that I need from you Can you come through, through Through, yeah And there’s one thing that I need from you Can you come [Outro] Through, through Through, yeah And there’s one thing that I need from you Can you come through?

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Permanent Scar Lyrics

[Intro] Whoa Kenny [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Got to the top of the mountain like a lion I’m tryna see what the business Came from the block and right now it’s that time I made it out of the trenches Never look back, I ain’t pressing rewind Thank God for the way that I’m living I never slipped off my pivot And I can tell you how I did it [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars I left the game with permanent scars [Verse 1: Young Thug] Yeah, yeah Money calling everybody ’round me, way in Abu Dhabi eating fisheyes Taking dimes at a seven store hotel, at the top the penthouse Wine and dine on a big roof, we got monkey like a chimpanzee The dogs with me, yeah Kenzu I was fuckin’ gettin’ sucked up by a three nothin’ that’s been two They was all tease, now they wouldn’t do For me, know the whole crew ‘Cause they know we all players, no suits YSL the slime, we not Saint Laurent They don’t respect your mind when you born blood Rented a Benzo, with a Maybach on the pillows I put Balenciaga on my boxers, hands on the trigger [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars [Verse 2: Quando Rondo] Got a gangster bitch and she so uncut That she don’t even speak English Talkin’ ’bout money, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’ We don’t speak the same language My bank account got a large amount, two bad bitches in the Bentley truck We don’t do no cappin’, my whole team havin’ I done figured out that’s why they envy us I’m in a Sprinter van, you on a city bus And when we talk threes, yeah, we glizzied up No matter where I’m at, I’m throwing sixties …

Russ – From a Distance Lyrics

[Verse 1] I’ve been out of state You been stuck in yours Its not personal You call me than i ignore you then I’m just tryna detach I rarely ever get time to relax When I do i’m tryna rejuvenate, meditate [Chorus] But I fuck with you from a distance (yeah) I fuck with you from a distance (yeah) I fuck with you from a distance [Verse 2] You want me to free time To talk you but I Only talk to you when I got free time I guess thats the difference between this and mrs You looking for someone who has time [Chorus] But I fuck with you from a distance (yeah) I fuck with you from a distance (yeah) I fuck with you from a distance [Verse 3] Yeah, she don’t really care about the fame or the dolla’s She be bad as fuck in some hoodie and some joggers I be on the road ignoring all the facetimes Not tryna break calls, but i’m on my break time I just did tours non-stop Had girls on all fours and on top I had sisters, I had cousins, doing freak shit Not I’m trnya chill, smoke weed, make music I know I promised, but sometimes shit pops up when you poppin’ I know we text a lot When I see you, best believe we havin’ sex a lot Connect the dots If we tryna draw conclusions Love is feeling like its all an illusion Still young let me go through my phases Let me adjust, girl I just got famous [Chorus] But I fuck with you from a distance (yeah) I fuck with you from a distance (yeah) I fuck with you from a distance

AlunaGeorge – Superior Emotion Lyrics

[Verse 1: Aluna Francis] Battle with my instincts Evolution giving me the skills that I don’t need And these pills that I think I need I feel like a wild one Living in a violence Stating my enviroment And I just need a quiet mind And I’m cool for a while And I’m cool for a while Then I’m looking for that high Yeah, I’m looking for [Chorus: Aluna Francis] Superior emotion Obsessed with the mess and the feeling of devotion That’s what I want, but I know I don’t need it That’s what I want and it makes me weak Superior relations It’s a test of my faith, that sublime sensation That’s what I want, but I know I don’t need it That’s what I want, that’s what I want [Verse 2: Cautious Clay] You’re sounding like a martyr Something you could bottle Fishing for a follow But you need patience to love You’re wasting your modesty Never had a back track from ago Chase me once, then you’ll know Escape that you need Not gonna fall without hope [Chorus: Aluna Francis, Cautious Clay, Both] Superior emotion Obsessed with the mess and the feeling of devotion That’s what I want, but I know I don’t need it That’s what I want and it makes me weak Superior relations (superior relations) It’s a test of my faith, that sublime sensation That’s what I want, but I know I don’t need it That’s what I want, that’s what I want [Bridge: Aluna Francis & Cautious Clay] And I’m cool for a while (cool for a while) And I’m cool for a while (cool for a while) Yeah, then I’m looking for that high (high) Yeah, I’m looking for [Chorus: Aluna Francis, Cautious Clay, Both] Superior emotion Obsessed with the mess and the feeling of devotion That’s what I want, but I know I don’t need it That’s what I want and it makes me weak Superior relations (superior relations) It’s a test of my faith, that sublime sensation That’s what I want, but I know I don’t need it That’s what I want, that’s what I want