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#BLACKFRIDAY 3

by MoneyatMidnight

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Get What You Want (Freestyle) 01:55
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[Intro] Aye, (Z-Lo!) Yea, yea, yeah [Verse 1] Already know that I get what I want Like the big body Audi, diamonds in a "chawnk" A chawnk? What the fuck is that sir? ShadesGang lingo, ya'll don't know the words We on our own fucking level, even if it is just me Ooh, diamonds real sweet Get the fucking money, I'mma own every damn 'thang Got a house in Dallas, but I got Florida rain I'mma go get what I want, 'cause I can That's fine, you ain't hurting me, you can sit on your ass mane But don't be mad when you ain't got these racks Wraith, and the Maybach, and I both painted them matte black The big boss shit, I done already got it But don't try to be security, runnin' through my pockets Nigga on another elevation 5,000 ft. in the air, but nigga not on vacation Don't get your feelings hurt this just business Tryna make some money and muh'fucking flip it, yah [Hook] You can go get what you want! You can go get what you want! You can go get what you want yea, you can go get what you want! Buying out the whole Gucci store Spend it all on some Prada hoe Reinvest it back in yourself You tryna earn all the motherfucking wealth! [Verse 2] Uhh, gotta put the money in the Shopify My face on a shirt, but nigga I am still alive and well, aww hell Porsche Panerama, high clientele And I get, get them bricks through the mail I get them checks on a fucking daily I got the, people tryna play me, play me on the motherfucking radio I go get what I want hoe Go get what I want, buy it out the store I might buy out the fucking store, helicopter hoe Helicopter hoe, action movie, I gotta blast! Niggas hatin' they can kiss my ass Gotta, I gotta fucking blast, niggas hatin' they can kiss my ass [Hook] You can go get what you want! You can go get what you want! You can go get what you want yea, you can go get what you want! Buying out the whole Gucci store Spend it all on some Prada hoe Reinvest it back in yourself You tryna earn all the motherfucking wealth! Yah! You can go get what you want! You can go get what you want! You can go get what you want yea, you can go get what you want! Buying out the whole Gucci store Spend it all on some Prada hoe Reinvest it back in yourself You tryna earn all the motherfucking wealth!
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Pull Up 02:20
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[Hook] Pull up (yeah I pull up, I pull up, yeah) I pull up (yeah I pull up, yeah I pull up) Bitch pull up! (bitch I pull up yeah) Bitch I pull up (wha?) Pullin' up on the scene like channel 5 Newscast Haters just mad, have a blast when you kiss my ass (kiss it real good) Pull up with all of that garbage, you get thrown in the trash Don't pull up 'less you know you talkin' 'bout the cash [Verse 1] Game over, stop the clock, you better not take no more shots We sending them back Blood everywhere, like sauce attack Drip, splash, water wet I walk in, yeah they see a threat Put diamonds around my neck, to show these niggas I'm blessed Whippin' 'round town, yeah I'm doin' my thang Ain't nobdy here, I might just go and hog up the lanes Tryna look at a hundred like it is change Pull up with a scope, don't choke Wonderin' if your body just might float [Hook] Pull up (yeah I pull up, I pull up, yeah) I pull up (yeah I pull up, yeah I pull up) Bitch pull up! (bitch I pull up yeah) Bitch I pull up (wha?) Pullin' up on the scene like channel 5 Newscast Haters just mad, have a blast when you kiss my ass (kiss it real good) Pull up with all of that garbage, you get thrown in the trash Don't pull up 'less you know you talkin' 'bout the cash [Verse 2] Pull up with the money, pull up with them hundreds Work hard, yeah nigga keep stuntin' Keep on looking at me nigga like you want something Talkin', Talkin', Talkin', reckless, you a crash dummy My Mac crash dummy! Fat ass dummy! Niggas lookin' like they starving, they just want some beef 'Bout to, bang bang, just like Chief Keef Everytime I pull out some money the fuck nigga rate increase [Hook] Pull up (yeah I pull up, I pull up, yeah) I pull up (yeah I pull up, yeah I pull up) Bitch pull up! (bitch I pull up yeah) Bitch I pull up (wha?) Pullin' up on the scene like channel 5 Newscast Haters just mad, have a blast when you kiss my ass (kiss it real good) Pull up with all of that garbage, you get thrown in the trash Don't pull up 'less you know you talkin' 'bout the cash
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DNT REPRT JST BLCK! 02:10
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[Hook] Don't report, just block, don't report, just block! Don't report, just block, don't report, just block! Nigga don't report, just block! Nigga don't report, just block! Don't report, just block! Nigga don't report I said just block! [Verse 1] Nigga why you snitchin'? Calling the cops on me now that's fishy If you don't like what I got, then that's simple Don't report just block! Think you helpin' the situation, but you really not, you just hurtin' it Always on that bullshit, gone somewhere else with it Fuck all of that temptation I'll leave your ass in a box just like some raisins You tryna play cop but that ain't the situation I'm just tryna have fun, let me be dumb I know what I'm doing it ain't right But I gotta learn the difference from wrong and right Man you actin' just like a cock If you don't like me, don't report just block! [Hook] Don't report, just block, don't report, just block! Don't report, just block, don't report, just block! Nigga don't report, just block! Nigga don't report, just block! Don't report, just block! Nigga don't report I said just block! [Verse 2] How 'bout you mind your own fucking business Tryna come over here startin' issues If I had three wishes one of 'em would be You'd mind your own business Damn, you done fucked up my plans Tryna be strong, tryna be superman And damn, I done got locked out Can't tell them niggas bring the blocks out Nigga I was on a roll, but you had to come and make the fun slow You gotta watch people on the sneak attack But at the time I didn't know what had hap-pend I was just tryna work ma-gic, but a nigga made it tragic Now my shit is on lock, even though I told the nigga Don't report just block! [Hook] Don't report, just block, don't report, just block! Don't report, just block, don't report, just block! Nigga don't report, just block! Nigga don't report, just block! Don't report, just block! Nigga don't report I said just block!
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Don't Work 03:07
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[Hook] A man that don't work, aww naw, that don't work Damn I bet his ass hurt, telling the truth get his ass hurt I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb 9 to 5 work, aww naw man that don't work A man that don't work, aww nawthat don't work Damn I bet his ass hurt, tellin' the truth get his ass hurt I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb 9 to 5 work, aww naw nigga naw, that don't work [Verse 1] 2 roast beef doubles order up I'm smokin' on my medicine, take a puff Yeah the last few days I don't know what to say But, bitch, I'm getting payed Gotta make the money everyday Even my mama said, gotta get up find a job But I had to flip what he said Start saving for a 4 car garage Bentley, Benz, Rolls Royce, I pulled up, they like ooh, that's "noice" They act like ain't no other choice Gotta eat before you starve Why the fuck you think I been tryna get my pockets on large? [Hook] A man that don't work, aww naw, that don't work Damn I bet his ass hurt, telling the truth get his ass hurt I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb 9 to 5 work, aww naw man that don't work A man that don't work, aww naw that don't work Damn I bet his ass hurt, tellin' the truth get his ass hurt I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb 9 to 5 work, aww naw nigga naw, that don't work [Verse 2] You ain't gotta work, you just gotta get you a hustle Always on beat, call me DJ Mustard And I got the sauce like it's ketchup You tryna run slow in this race, nigga catch up Got lost, caught up track of time Runnin' round with money on mind Got a dime I'm tryna keep And I'm countin' money in Givenchy sheets But bitch, I gotta pay it, and I got money coming in on the daily And I gotta switch it up, 'cause you know Some people do but don't give a fuck They tryna watch your pockets so you gotta Switch it up so they don't know What the fuck be going on with your flow [Hook] A man that don't work, aww naw, that don't work Damn I bet his ass hurt, telling the truth get his ass hurt I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb 9 to 5 work, aww naw man that don't work A man that don't work, aww naw that don't work Damn I bet his ass hurt, tellin' the truth get his ass hurt I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb 9 to 5 work, aww naw nigga naw, that don't work
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Like Dat 03:18
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[Pre-Hook] See me and they wanna know how I do it like that Lock and loaded just like Mortal Kombat They wanna know how I got 'em addicted like crack Yeah they wanna know how Money keep bring 'em back yeah But what they don't see, it's really hard, I make it look easy I'm on the road to getting them fat stacks But I already know I got it like that nigga [Hook] I got it like that, I got it like that, uhh I got it like that, yeah nigga I already got it like that But what they don't see, it's really hard, but I make it look easy Pockets on swole, pockets on overload Nigga look like he already got the cheat code [Verse 1] Sleep on me if you want to But when I blow up, I don't wanna hear a boo-hoo Bitch! You better shut yo' damn mouth Never should have slept on me, counted me out But, now that you see I'm on, you wanna be friends You wanna hit my phone? Fuck on with that bullshit, I ain't got time to deal with it Damn, I say so much man it's like my catchphrase I know it's probably, stuck up in your brain Another thing to remember is #MONEYMADEIT So when money makes it, ain't no debating You better hop on before the fact 'Fore you get run over playing on the railroad track 'Cause this train ain't stoping no time soon Might take a muh'fuckin' train to the moon [Pre-Hook] See me and they wanna know how I do it like that Lock and loaded just like Mortal Kombat They wanna know how I got 'em addicted like crack Yeah they wanna know how Money keep bring 'em back yeah But what they don't see, it's really hard, I make it look easy I'm on the road to getting them fat stacks But I already know I got it like that nigga [Hook] I got it like that, I got it like that, uhh I got it like that, yeah nigga I already got it like that But what they don't see, it's really hard, but I make it look easy Pockets on swole, pockets on overload Nigga look like he already got the cheat code [Verse 2] Shake..., rattle, roll..., yea you.., know we..., on the..., go..., And we..., stay..., on..., go..., gotta..., get the..., money..., hoe..., What the..., fuck..., is you..., saying..., that we..., ain't..., gone..., Make it..., man..., fuck..., outta..., here..., Bull..., shittin'..., ass..., bitch..., fuck..., You..., if you..., only..., tryna..., waste..., my time..., Get..., the fuck..., outta..., here..., you ain't finna Spend..., no..., dime..., 'cause you know time is money You could be gettin' you a bag instead of sittin' on your ass I'm tryna run up the cash Look that's me in the 'rari, that you just past [Pre-Hook] See me and they wanna know how I do it like that Lock and loaded just like Mortal Kombat They wanna know how I got 'em addicted like crack Yeah they wanna know how Money keep bring 'em back yeah But what they don't see, it's really hard, I make it look easy I'm on the road to getting them fat stacks But I already know I got it like that nigga [Hook] I got it like that, I got it like that, uhh I got it like that, yeah nigga I already got it like that But what they don't see, it's really hard, but I make it look easy Pockets on swole, pockets on overload Nigga look like he already got the cheat code
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Do It 02:42
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[Intro] It's the Kure Project [Hook] Do it, do it, do it, do it I do it, do it, I do it, I do it Yeah I do it, do it, do it, do it Yeah I do it, do it, yeah I do it, yeah I do it yeah [Verse 1] I do it like Nike yeah, having dinner at Hibachi, yeah Do it, just do it my nigga Peer pressure might make you 7 figures Do it my nigga, go get to the money Even if you wanna rap, for them hundreds Don't ask questions, just turn up your music Ain't nothin' to it but to do it Drippin' all the sauce, better learn how to drip Your ass'll get lost, big big rocks, wanna know what it cost I'm so hot, get some ice I need to cool off Tryna have the mountain top loft Feel like Plies, wanna rob myself, off Turned on, looking on at the sky Tryna see $200 million, 'fore I die, yeah Gotta keep it on a roll, like toilet paper Play with me nigga, I'mma send you to meet your maker Life a movie like I'm creating in Windows New steppers, the Giuseppe toes Bought the Audi A6, and I put it on the road Feel like DJ, screw it, ain't nothing to it but to do, yeah [Hook] Do it, do it, do it, do it I do it, do it, I do it, I do it Yeah I do it, do it, do it, do it Yeah I do it, do it, yeah I do it, yeah I do it yeah [Verse 2] Do it tryna collect all the cash Play with me nigga, I'mma leave your ass in a body bag Library with all these stacks, all these racks Sit back, nigga count the cash, just do it Tryna choose between AMG and the C3 Countin' all these hundreds, do it Tryna leave a legacy like Michael Jackson music, yeah Tryna hang out with the freaks on the beach I'm tryna hang out, just like they cheeks Told that nigga I'm tryna do it Told that nigga I am tryna make a movie yeah Ain't nothing to it but to do it You just mad you ain't the one choosin' On which flight to get on next Do it my nigga, go ahead and go collect the checks Do it! [Hook] Do it, do it, do it, do it I do it, do it, I do it, I do it Yeah I do it, do it, do it, do it Yeah I do it, do it, yeah I do it, yeah I do it yeah Do it, do it, do it, do it I do it, do it, I do it, I do it Yeah I do it, do it, do it, do it Yeah I do it, do it, yeah I do it, yeah I do it yeah
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Wonderful Nite 02:36
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[Hook] Ooh, wonderful nite, we finna have one Take the weed, roll the blunt, and just pass one Have you feelin' pumped up just like a shotgun Slide in baseball nigga made a home run Ooh, you sho' look tasty Wonderful nite, but this ain't no bakery You look like steak, bihh where my knife? In the sheets is the only place that we fight [Verse 1] Lemme rub you down in some barbecue sauce Have you drippin' wet like you never would have thought before I wanna eat yo' pastry, lemme know, 'cause it sure look tasty I wanna know if it's cream filled, if it is, BP, it's 'bout to be a spill Where the whip cream at? Have you squirtin' like that Got whip cream on my face, and my back You know I do not like tacos, but you know I'll legalize a taco And a terrorist, ooh, where they at? Have you blow that ass up, and throw it back Ooh, we finna have a wonderful nite 'Cause he know I eat groceries, and I eat the pipe Jerry Springer, turn a nigga out call him Tina Ooh, no wife, but you know how he beat it [Hook] Ooh, wonderful nite, we finna have one Take the weed, roll the blunt, and just pass one Have you feelin' pumped up just like a shotgun Slide in baseball nigga made a home run Ooh, you sho' look tasty Wonderful nite, but this ain't no bakery You look like steak, bihh where my knife? In the sheets is the only place that we fight [Verse 2] Ohh he got me open, just like a buffet Malcolm in my middle, just like a parfait No homo, so everything is okay Five feet apart, 'cause you know that them niggas are NOT gay Swing that sausage this way So good, you know I had to put it on display You can look, but you can't touch No free samples, I'm the only one, can eat it for example Ohh, Wonderful Nite, we don't fight 'Fore you lay down, you gotta make sure that the head right Don't eat, just lick like a lollipop Slob on my knob like corn on the cob You cookin' that soul food'll bless your life Have you speakin' in tongues one, two, and three times Gone break me off like a Twix All I wanna know, can I eat that dick? Huh? [Hook] Ooh, wonderful nite, we finna have one Take the weed, roll the blunt, and just pass one Have you feelin' pumped up just like a shotgun Slide in baseball nigga made a home run Ooh, you sho' look tasty Wonderful nite, but this ain't no bakery You look like steak, bihh where my knife? In the sheets is the only place that we fight
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In My System 02:46
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[Pre-Hook] I got weed in my system, I won't pass the piss test Movin' slow, but you know I still spring to the check Like Nike, just do it! I'm high I thought you know it I'm gone, ain't no need to call home yeah [Hook] I got this weed in my system yeah I got this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah! [Verse 1] Marijuana runnin' through my muh'fuckin' system Nigga thought I heard a noise, go ahead and grab the pistol That's a water gun nigga, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout? Young nigga off the shit, but bitch, I'm still gone smoke it You know how much I pay for this shit right here? We ain't gone let it go to waste, take hits to the face yeah Young nigga rollin' 'round just laughin' Oops! I think I hit my head, I got a contraction aye! [Pre-Hook] I got weed in my system, I won't pass the piss test Movin' slow, but you know I still spring to the check Like Nike, just do it! I'm high I thought you know it I'm gone, ain't no need to call home yeah [Hook] I got this weed in my system yeah I got this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah! [Verse 2] So high I got a autograph from Michael & Whitney Or hit the Bobby, or is his name Ricky? I can't remember, shit, I'm hungry Gimme sum to eat, pizza, 2 liter, Cinnabon, sweet Might as well go ahead and throw them wings on the side Feelin' like a penguin bitch, I am too fat to fly Like a rooster, cocka-doodle-dooster, weed energy booster Ceiling fan on, ooh, the room cooler [Pre-Hook] I got weed in my system, I won't pass the piss test Movin' slow, but you know I still spring to the check Like Nike, just do it! I'm high I thought you know it I'm gone, ain't no need to call home yeah [Hook] I got this weed in my system yeah I got this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah! [Verse 3] Ohh, smoke it up, laugh at everything, nigga joke it up In a hotbox, Nigga smokin' weed, nigga not rock Not a kid nigga, but I will show you how to rock, lean wit' it Don't know why you lookin' so mean wit' it Relax, bihh, have a good time Pass the weed down the line, but you better bring that shit back Like an 8 track, hit the weed like a home run take that! [Pre-Hook] I got weed in my system, I won't pass the piss test Movin' slow, but you know I still spring to the check Like Nike, just do it! I'm high I thought you know it I'm gone, ain't no need to call home yeah [Hook] I got this weed in my system yeah I got this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah I got all of this weed in my system yeah!
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Southwest Rodeo 02:00
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[Hook] Southwest Rodeo bitch! Have a light show rollin' down your block! Southwest Rodeo bitch! We don't need no cops, we got our own Glocks Southwest Rodeo bitch! We just out here trying to survive No birthdays, don't need no surprise Southwest, hit you in between the eyes [Verse 1] Southwest Rodeo bitch! Swap it out trade it for a motherfucker Get it buck wild on top of the covers So wild, I forgot to use a rubber Run the track back, send it to your mother Gotta saddle it up on a horse By the time you get back, you've been divorced Judy gone have to send your ass to court Maybelline, maybe so maybe not Play with me, we'll have a rodeo on your block Fuck the cops we don't need them Old school shoot it out, see who's bleeding Old school Southwest, right before SxSW I just want them fat checks Mine for gold, then put it all on my neck Southwest Rodeo, we can take it fast, or we can even take it slow Easy way or the hard way, we even got that instant replay Call it Worldstar, look up in the sky, you see me, I'mma star I know I'mma get real far, 'cause I got 700 horses up in my car [Hook] Southwest Rodeo bitch! Have a light show rollin' down your block! Southwest Rodeo bitch! We don't need no cops, we got our own Glocks Southwest Rodeo bitch! We just out here trying to survive No birthdays, don't need no suprise Southwest, hit you in between the eyes
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Stressin' Me (Interlude) 02:09
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[Intro] SHADES-SHADESRECORDS #MONEYMADEIT [Hook] Can everybody please stop stressing me? Wanna get at me now 'cause I-I got the recipe Lay low move quiet Everybody come at me, actin' like I got it, yeah I know a bitch, got problems I'm not superman some things I can't solve 'em Some of people fake, yeah they really wanna play games I just wanna know why you stressin' me man? [Verse 1] Ridin' in the big body, that's my Audi Got the sunroof open actin' a little naughty Little naughty of you, to talk at me! You don't really talk to me This is something that-that be stressing me Depressing me, bitch I'm off the drugs Locked up in my room, I'm the only one giving myself the love Bitch myself, got to the point I don't need no help People be throwing they problems at me sometimes I'm like... What do you think? If your stories were books in boats bitch, you would start to sink! Not being soft but, you know We always got a nigga that always wanna show off All on the Instagram with his chest out 'Till he turn target, turn around and get checked out *WeLl WhAt ArE yOu GoNnA dO aBoUt It?* My Stress level NASA, Midnight with the rockets [Hook] Can everybody please stop stressing me? Wanna get at me now 'cause I-I got the recipe Lay low move quiet Everybody come at me, actin' like I got it, yeah I know a bitch, got problems I'm not superman some things I can't solve 'em Some of people fake, yeah they really wanna play games I just wanna know why you stressin' me man?
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Friends (feat. Whodini) 02:23
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[Intro: Whodini] Friends, how many of us have them? Friends, before we go any further, let's be... [Verse 1: MoneyatMidnight + Whodini] Just found out I gotta whole buncha fake friends Same ones that was supposed to ride with me to the end I ENDED IT! Had to cut the muh'fuckin' trip short Ask for gas money you always coming up short Fake friends, fake flex, but treat it like a success Sauce Walka, niggas worried, it doesn't make sense And guess what? You can look the word up again, and again But the dictonary (huh) doesn't (wha??) Know the meaning (wha??) of friends (Okay,) [Verse 2: MoneyatMidnight] Had to look it up, cause a lotta people done forgot We can be cool and kick it, but I'm not a one-stop-shop Stop fucking. around for the fuck around (stop it!) Buddy you played yourself. you really lookin' like a clown! Trick you done tricked yourself But I wish I had a nigga like that to spend his wealth But at the same time, he giving money, you was giving pussy! Fucking right behind my back, damn that's dirty Tryna hop in my lane, but you know I'm swervin' Glad you done said something, shit, I been done felt the same way Even my mama said, that you wasn't no good for me Being a hard headed nigga. I just thought it was a story Tryna find some real ass friends, like I'm finding dory But you done made up all the shit in your mind. all the fake shit You the fake friend, now who really fucking with ya trick? I been told to drop it, but right now this is a hot topic This retaliation in my form, don't try to come back just stop it! [Verse 3: MoneyatMidnight] Can't lie, that was a nice mask you had on Where'd you get it from? In 'bout 30 minutes I'mma pull off, I'm 'bout to get some gone Home, where I could've spent my 30 minuets wisely! Mad at me, cause you ain't on yo' shit, muh'fucka it ain't likely! Like I said, we can be cool but like X.O., It ain't the same Really, people try to be playin' games with your brain Fucked around and slipped up, and done found out yo' intentions Sometimes I be talking shit to real friends, (real friends) Real friends gone have some shit, yea we know that But when you feeling stuck, think it's time to take a step back Step back! I ain't going through none of this shit again! Gotta be careful who you consider yo' real friends CUZ! [Outro : Whodini] Some are ok, and they treat you real cool And some mistake your kindness for being a fool! Some are ok, and they treat you real cool And some mistake your kindness for being a fool! Some are ok, and they treat you real cool And some mistake your kindness for being a fool! Some are ok, and they treat you real cool And some mistake your kindness for being a fool! Being A Fool!
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Lonely 01:49
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[Hook] Keep it 100 bitch I'm fuckin' lonely I took my pain and I became a poet Still breathin' it out, after you hold you it in Lonely my definition, I don't have no fuckin' friends [Verse 1] Sometimes it be hard just to deal with the shit Keep a smile on my face like a reverse fuck it And you, since you, did not know what to do We on two different pages, I'm lonely I thought you knew Thinking that I found some water, end up with a bigger thirst Bitch remember you the only one riding inside the hearse Until, death, do, myself, part Not tryna leave this earth Not connected with somebody else's heart [Hook] Keep it 100 bitch I'm fuckin' lonely I took my pain and I became a poet Still breathin' it out, after you hold you it in Lonely my definition, I don't have no fuckin' friends [Verse 2] Kinda expected the mail to be delivered by now Kinda late like the pizza man, runnin' an ow, ow, OWW!!! I gotta cramp, need to take a break And make no mistake I'm taking this break with haste Especially when you surrounded by cramps everyday I'm in the box lookin' at clock bitch it's almost time yea Lonely surrounded by people out they minds yea Different frequency, don't think they'll understand Fuck it's lonely at the top man [Hook] Keep it 100 bitch I'm fuckin' lonely I took my pain and I became a poet Still breathin' it out, after you hold you it in Lonely my definition, I don't have no fuckin' friends
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Vapes 03:18
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[Hook] Vape in my hand, tryna ease my mind So fucked up I cannot tell the time Just tryna smoke the pain away I'm just tryna see another day I breathe in, smoke comes out Feeling like I've got no hope now I smoke the pain away If I down on my luck, probably catch me chilling with a vape A vape, I'm just tryna smoke the pain away Tryna ease my mind, tryna see what I can find Don't wanna hurt no more, so I hit the vape when I hit the door Tryna ease my mind, but the vape's the only thing I can find [Verse 1] Fuck the fake friends, fuck the fake love Where was y'all at when I was down on my luck? Just tryna escape the pain Just needed to leave my brain for a second, for a hot minute Ain't losing nigga, but I sure ain't winnin' This ain't Burger King I ain't havin' it my way Tryna figure out ways to stay strong today Slowly feeling like I'm losing control Two different things from my heart and my soul That's a mismatch Tryna have somebody hold one 'fore I have an attack! 911 resuscitate, gotta be careful when you self medicate Need to meditate, but, the pain thinks the vape is the only way [Hook] Vape in my hand, tryna ease my mind So fucked up I cannot tell the time Just tryna smoke the pain away I'm just tryna see another day I breathe in, smoke comes out Feeling like I've got no hope now I smoke the pain away If I down on my luck, probably catch me chilling with a vape A vape, I'm just tryna smoke the pain away Tryna ease my mind, tryna see what I can find Don't wanna hurt no more, so I hit the vape when I hit the door Tryna ease my mind, but the vape's the only thing I can find [Verse 2] Round 2, nigga what you tryna do? Hit the vape, no escape, tryna chill in some bape, yea Gotta monkey on my back like Kodak Just tryna have a million dollars in the CashApp Smoke open my mind up, tryna figure out where is all of the love? Right now I guess I put all of my love in the vape Tryna heal my heart, nigga no tape I hear all of the pain like surround sound Tryna get up like, nigga man down Speak up for myself, want a lot of wealth But I gotta take care of my health yea The vape make my chest hurt But I treat the vape like a homeless shelter Run to it when I'm in need 'Cause I can't run to another human, get on my knees [Hook] Vape in my hand, tryna ease my mind So fucked up I cannot tell the time Just tryna smoke the pain away I'm just tryna see another day I breathe in, smoke comes out Feeling like I've got no hope now I smoke the pain away If I down on my luck, probably catch me chilling with a vape A vape, I'm just tryna smoke the pain away Tryna ease my mind, tryna see what I can find Don't wanna hurt no more, so I hit the vape when I hit the door Tryna ease my mind, but the vape's the only thing I can find
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Tiied 02:01
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[Hook] Yea, all of these drug, they got me tired Not coming to play, you fuck around messin' with fire Yeah you gone get burnt, yeah you gone be singin' like the choir Poppin' fake pills, yea you know that them shits is expired Countin' money yea it got me tired Got my passport, little bitch, you know I'm a frequent flyer Ain't got time for haters or no muh-fuckin' liars I'm getting fried, bihh, 'cause I'm muh-fuckin' tii-tiied [Verse 1] I want somebody to hump me But dammit, I got the munchies Don't wanna play in no crunchy Two finger check, Easter bunny But wait a minute, it takes a minute, I done just got tired Tryna leave now thinking was this even worth the drive? To the dealership, all of this paperwork got me tiied Brand new fucking Porsche Panamera, ain't even got no miles And like my whip, SHADESRECORDS, yea I built the shit Nino Brown, *"betta mind yo' own business bitch!"* [Hook] Yea, all of these drug, they got me tired Not coming to play, you fuck around messin' with fire Yeah you gone get burnt, yeah you gone be singin' like the choir Poppin' fake pills, yea you know that them shits is expired Countin' money yea it got me tired Got my passport, little bitch, you know I'm a frequent flyer Ain't got time for haters or no muh-fuckin' liars I'm getting fried, bihh, 'cause I'm muh-fuckin' tii-tiied [Verse 2] Smoking this shit, I'm choking, I-I think I got the wacky pack I be on the drugs not condoning, not to boast or brag I'm just letting you, bringing truth up to the front door I got the pedal to the floor screamin' go, go, go Motherfucker GO! Hit it just like a head collision Didn't I tell you, not to take yo' head and put it in that damn Boy, it was your decision, mess it up just like iTunes Tryna be like copy, but do not have the same software that ypu do [Hook] Yea, all of these drug, they got me tired Not coming to play, you fuck around messin' with fire Yeah you gone get burnt, yeah you gone be singin' like the choir Poppin' fake pills, yea you know that them shits is expired Countin' money yea it got me tired Got my passport, little bitch, you know I'm a frequent flyer Ain't got time for haters or no muh-fuckin' liars I'm getting fried, bihh, 'cause I'm muh-fuckin' tii-tiied
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Where Were U? (feat. Skippa Da Flippa) 03:15
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[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] Where where you when I was down bad, sad? You was sittin' on your ass, fast I went and ran up a bag I used to be broke as fuck, now I just laugh I don't need ya, I don't need ya I never need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya! [Verse 1: MoneyatMidnight] How you call yourself being there for me? Standing in front of you, with the pain you can't see! That's cause you didn't care to look closely Never even cared to begin mostly All of the fucking days that I struggled Where was you at when I needed just a hug? Or on them drugs? I needed somebody to talk to In the end, last person I'd call was you Damn, thanks for wasting my time I know you don't know what to do with yours But that don't mean waste mine, time precious! Shit so rare, I put it in my collection But I see now you don't even give a shit But now you wanna cry to me, get off my dick! You really wanna come to me on that sucka shit But all I gotta say is this... [Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] Where where you when I was down bad, sad? You was sittin' on your ass, fast I went and ran up a bag I used to be broke as fuck, now I just laugh I don't need ya, I don't need ya I never need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya! [Verse 2: MoneyatMidnight] Stop with the fake shit, get ya face hit Don't have time to stress about closed cases Especially when that shit's on lock Ain't bad enough to report, but nigga I'mma block Solid! Couldn't even help me with a $10 deposit Yea I've been shaken not stirred Been kicked to the curb, but nigga I keep rolling Love hurts, I need a ice pack, my heart swollen All the times you folded on me, though we, were playing poker Keep giving you hope, all of my friends like told ya Kept giving you my last Then tryna figure out why the shit that I have turned to had Had I known you were gone be a leech I woulda cut you off from the beginning We both learned a lesson It's too bad this is the way we are ending [Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] Where where you when I was down bad, sad? You was sittin' on your ass, fast I went and ran up a bag I used to be broke as fuck, now I just laugh I don't need ya, I don't need ya I never need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya, I don't need ya I don't- Where where you when I was down bad, sad? You was sittin' on your ass, fast I went and ran up a bag I used to be broke as fuck, now I just laugh I don't need ya, I don't need ya I never need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya, I don't need ya I don't need ya!
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Another Year (Birthday Song) 02:47
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[Hook] Can't believe, it's been a whole 'nother year Everything seems a 'lil mo' clear Bitch it's my birthday, and I wanna turn up Live life like I don't give a fuck Yeah I better see them big bucks! It's my birthday bitch, yea it's my birthday! It's my birthday bitch, yea it's my birthday! If it's your birthday out there, then you better shake sum' Kind like them gifts, and them presents It's my birthday, did you get the message?! [Verse 1] It's my birthday, Burger King, have it my way Do what I say, if you don't, get slapped in the face Just playin', everything is chill, I just want them big bills And them gift cards, ballin' like I don't have tomorrow You know it's my birthday, I'mma show my ass in the worst way I can't believe it's been a whole 'nother year Turn up 'fore they kick us out of here! It's my yeah, and you know, I'm 'bout to flex, tryna turn up Live life to the fullest nigga, no regrets (whaa??) [Hook] Can't believe, it's been a whole 'nother year Everything seems a 'lil mo' clear Bitch it's my birthday and I wanna turn up Live life like I don't give a fuck Yeah, I better see them big bucks! It's my birthday bitch, yea it's my birthday! It's my birthday bitch, yea it's my birthday! If it's your birthday out there, then you better shake somethin' Kind like them gifts, and them presents It's my birthday, did you get the message?! [Verse 2] Birthday, give it to 'em in the worst way Just like Shawty, she throw it back, like a earthquake Blow that back out, swang the weave, throw them tracks out But don't you dare pass out You better keep twerkin', better keep throwin' that back out! Wake up, thank God, for a whole 'nother year I could be dead right now, but you know what? He kept me here! Yea you better give the Lord a twerk praise Better rock them hips, better make it sway From San Diego, to Staten Island It's my birthday, and you know I'm wildin' [Hook] Can't believe, it's been a whole 'nother year Everything seems a 'lil mo' clear Bitch it's my birthday and I wanna turn up Live life like I don't give a fuck Yeah, I better see them big bucks! It's my birthday bitch, yea it's my birthday! It's my birthday bitch, yea it's my birthday! If it's your birthday out there, then you better shake somethin' Kind like them gifts, and them presents It's my birthday, did you get the message?!
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Vibe Out.ro 03:12
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[Verse 1] I'm just vibin', I'm just tryin', to survive and, get them diamonds Can't tell time and, vibe out, no I am not worried 'bout the clout I just wanna live so better, stack the cheese Vibe through any weather, whether it rains, or shines I'mma vibe out, ain't no need to scream or shout What you talking 'bout? Smooth, feel the groove all up in your body Poetry through music I have made this more than just a hobby, yeah! Ridin' down the 24, feeling like 4 score Since I been outside the city On a money makin' mission, gotta eat, sugar real sweet Pull up to meet & greet those investors Yes, I'm something different, yeah I'm something special Gotta make it, ain't nobody giving it I gotta take it #MONEYMADEIT, next thing you'll know You'll see me, I'm on billboards in Vegas Some of this might really sound crazy, but I'm just thankful for what God gave me, yeah [Hook] Vibe out on the beach, roll up that tree Yea I'm gonna ease my mind, gone see what I can find We don't keep no secrets over here, man what you tryna hide? We vibe out stress free, like sex on the beach Feel like like SpongeBob, hanging out with sandy cheeks I feel like slice of cheese, I am on top of this meat Greet all the loving fans with big beautiful smile So they can have a good time, make their trip worth while, yeah [Verse 2] Damn, time flies like a G5, That is no surprise Life is quick like the blink of an eye I start to cry, when I think, I was just in kindergarten In Atlanta, nap time, and watching Hannah Montana Remember moving 'round, from state to state Mama kept moving us, it wasn't 'bout the cake Remember we had to move to be closer to the family Years later, grandma died in January Several years later, other grandma died too Life is precious don't let nobody take time away from you! I'mma vibe out, blow on this tree, relax my mind, yeah I'mma get lost in space and time Vibe out, don't wanna feel no pain Wish I could hit undo, do it over again The fact is, life is not a game I'm just gonna vibe out, sit here, and do my damn thang Let time just swang... [Hook] Vibe out on the beach, roll up that tree Yea I'm gonna ease my mind, gone see what I can find We don't keep no secrets over here, man what you tryna hide? We vibe out stress free, like sex on the beach Feel like like SpongeBob, hanging out with sandy cheeks I feel like slice of cheese, I am on top of this meat Greet all the loving fans with big beautiful smile So they can have a good time, make their trip worth while, yeah

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released November 29, 2019

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