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Capstone [Prod. by Z-Lo]
02:25
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[Intro]
Z-Lo!
We gone try to figure out
When to come on this...,
Yeah, Yea, ok...,
[Verse 1]
Look at them diamonds, look at them diamonds
Them diamonds dance
Goddamn it, 17, I can say that I've been to France
And I've been back, to America, the culture
And America, the brave
But you know, really, is it man?
That's that politic shit, I ain't tryna talk about that
I'm just tryna lean in the sun, I'm layin' with the top back
Smokin' on me some good shit, on me a good nigga
Oooh, I got the money in my fuckin' hand
I'm the man! Got them diamonds dancin'
Big baguettes on my wrist
Them 50 pointers, and you know I got the hornets...,
Stingin' yo' ass, if you playin' with my cash
Or my heart, them my emotions
And you know I got the purple potion...,
[Verse 2]
Shrek 2 bitch, you lookin' ugly in the face!
But ya' know? It's what's under the surface
What's under the case?
Case #2, that's the..., price is right!
And you know I got them diamonds swingin' every night
Diamonds dancin', diamonds prancin'
Got fancy dinners waiting on me, at the table with the president
That's if they don't run the country to shit first!
Oooh! I wasn't suppsoed to say that, but you know...,
We ain't got no filter, we ain't got no sensor
[Verse 3]
And know know we can't stop us, and you know...,
We been up for so long, talkin' 'bout my people
Talkin' 'bout my people!
Gone have to use this for my paper
But you know gotta get it out
But you know..., too much information done already went out!
Finished the paper I thank the Lord!
And you know I'm on my school shit, I'm in that boy!
I'm in my bag 'finna graduate, tryna get the cake
Tryna..., get them stacks
And you know I want them big racks, yeah!
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[Verse 1]
Aye, new kicks, new whips, new house, new spouse
And you know, I even got a brand new leather couch
It's recliner, and you know I got a diner in the--
Got a drive-thru in my fuckin' back yard!
And you know I got that, got that rock hard!
And you know, I be smokin' on that shit
But I be vibin' by myself, and you know I gotta get a lotta wealth
New shxt, gotta get it everyday...,
New money coming every way, and it's every day
And you know I don't do nothin' but let the choppa spray
That's that money counter, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
And you know I got the position to make you arch your back
[Verse 2]
Bend it over, touch your toes, woah!
I gotta make it unfold, make you unfold!
Relax bitch, have a good time, It's 3 in the morning
I'm tryna get out my mind, tryna have another one
Another one, tryna get the part goin', tryna get that jump jump
Tryna get that bump bump bitch, move out of the way
I dOnE tOlD yOu We DoN't HaVe TiMe To PlAy!
Gotta get it on alert, gotta stay like Sonic
Gotta run..., gotta get the hedgehog like Sonic!
Gotta..., gotta..., be bionic with the flow
And you can't let the hoe get cold...,
[Verse 3]
Get the-, let the hoe know..., and you know...,
You got to slow it down sometimes, cause you know...,
Everything ain't wrong wit' ya mind
I got the new shit, and I don't know how to feel about it
Don't know how to act 'cause I don't know, I ain't had a lot
But you know, I'm just tryna get to the top
Tryna show what I can-, I can do, rock it rock it rock it
Rock it like a new job rock it like some...,
[Hook]
New kicks, new whips, new bitch, new sneakers!
And you know I got the..., new set of bleachers!
I just bought the whole auditorium, put my name on it
That's some wealth!
And you know you gotta do it for your health
[Outro]
And your family...,
And you know you don't know nun 'bout Bambi
How 'bout dat?! Take that Disney Walt Cooperated!
And you know, I be talkin' out my head
'Cause my ass is fuckin' medicated....
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[Hook]
Big boy bluntz, smokin' on some stuff
That'll have you in a hunch, if you ain't ready for the such
We ready for the stuff, we 'bout dat action
And you know we always totin', always pistol packin'
Big boy bluntz, smokin' on some stuff
Will have you in a hunch, if you ain't ready for the such
Packin' them pistols, we ready for the action
Big boy bluntz, you know what's 'bout to happen!
[Verse 1]
Always talkin' 'bout how I'm blowin' on that "ooh-boy!"
But you know you missin' out, cause you know that can be you boy
Ooh boy! Hold on let me take that back, cause a, wait a minute...,
I just had to retrack, I just had to think back way when
When I was back on my fuckin' own, oh wait...,
That's fuckin' now, and I gotta get the cash...,
I know I'm a cash cow, bitches tryna milk me
And you know I can't even flash it, can't even show the titties
Gotta get it in, really gotta go hard
And you know I gotta close my eyes on the boluavard
While I'm ridin' James Robertson Pkwy
I'm seein' the city, I be really in the bity, yeah
[Hook]
Big boy bluntz, smokin' on some stuff
That'll have you in a hunch, if you ain't ready for the such
We ready for the stuff, we 'bout dat action
And you know we always totin', always pistol packin'
Big boy bluntz, smokin' on some stuff
Will have you in a hunch, if you ain't ready for the such
Packin' them pistols, we ready for the action
Big boy bluntz, you know what's 'bout to happen!
[Verse 2]
Gotta go back in again, cause y'all didn't get it the first time
You know I gotta rewind, gotta go back, enter my mind
Gotta..., get the smoke out of my lungs
I be smokin' on them bluntz, I be smokin' up the things and such
Smokin' up the atmosphere, it's green though
But ya know, I be seeing green like Cee-Lo!
Got so much money behind the scene
Instagram can't even snapchat it, don't even know what I mean!
[Hook]
Yeah, Big boy bluntz, smokin' on some stuff
That'll have you in a hunch, if you ain't ready for the such
We ready for the stuff, we 'bout dat action
And you know we always totin', always pistol packin'
Big boy bluntz, smokin' on some stuff
Will have you in a hunch, if you ain't ready for the such
Packin' them pistols, we ready for the action
Big boy bluntz, you know what's 'bout to happen!
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[Hook]
I'm going 110 the highway
Bitch going by fast like Friday
Don't take it easy on the weekend
Gotta turn up, nigga get to partyin'
Yea, turn up nigga get lit!
Going fast getting cash, nigga better pop shit!
Going fast in the foreign, niggas can't keep up
They too slow, they boring!
I'm going 110 the highway
Bitch going by fast like Friday
I don't take it easy on the weekend
Gotta turn up, nigga get to partyin'
Yea, turn up nigga get lit!
Going fast getting cash, nigga better pop shit!
Going fast in the foreign, niggas can't keep up
They too slow, they boring!
[Verse 1]
Nigga live life like a g
Aye..., spark a b send me out the country
Check my papers, primary money maker
It's time to pay tithes, gone head gone shake ya money maker!
Feeling like a player! Bitch, I got the controller
Tryna make the money now and when I get older
Want it all, a nigga keep stacking
10 times 10 multiplying I don't even know what happened
Next thing you know I'm looking like a bank!
So much money I can buy both kinds of the shark tank
No tape bitch, I got it on lock
Rolex, upgraded from a G-Shock
Like 2Pac, Imma lay behind the scenes
Lay low with the paper, do you know what I mean
[Hook]
I'm going 110 the highway
Bitch going by fast like Friday
Don't take it easy on the weekend
Gotta turn up, nigga get to partyin'
Yea, turn up nigga get lit!
Going fast getting cash, nigga better pop shit!
Going fast in the foreign, niggas can't keep up
They too slow, they boring!
I'm going 110 the highway
Bitch going by fast like Friday
I don't take it easy on the weekend
Gotta turn up, nigga get to partyin'
Yea, turn up nigga get lit!
Going fast getting cash, nigga better pop shit!
Going fast in the foreign, niggas can't keep up
They too slow, they boring!
[Verse 2]
Better lay low on the creep
Opps out here in the streets, dressed like sheep
All I'm saying, nigga just be careful
Don't wanna have to go tell the sheriff
Go tell "Massa" what I did
Don't let "massa" go get the whip
But he can hit the Nae Nae
Lean rock, wipe me down, aye bae bae
I'm going 110 on the highway
Going real fast, at the same time counting cash
Got it all on me, it feels good, got me singing like Tony
Throw a office celebration
You can hear the noise all across the nation
Cruise control set for the moon
Left in April but I'll see your ass in June
[Hook]
I'm going 110 the highway
Bitch going by fast like Friday
Don't take it easy on the weekend
Gotta turn up, nigga get to partyin'
Yea, turn up nigga get lit!
Going fast getting cash, nigga better pop shit!
Going fast in the foreign, niggas can't keep up
They too slow, they boring!
I'm going one 110 the highway
Bitch going by fast like Friday
I don't take it easy on the weekend
Gotta turn up, nigga get to partyin'
Yea, turn up nigga get lit!
Going fast getting cash, nigga better pop shit!
Going fast in the foreign, niggas can't keep up
They too slow, they boring!
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[Hook]
Aye! Aye! Aye, did the beat go off?!
Aye! Aye! Did the beat go off?!
Hold up, wait a minute..., did the beat go off?!
The beat hit so hard, you can hear me bumpin' from the loft!
[Verse 1]
Damn, I just got hit-hit up with some shit
Ridin' 'round the country side, swerving like go take a pic
Sureee..., I'mma be the fuck on time!
Not tryna be like the motion picture-picture left behind
The scenes..., we got the, got the beat, beat jumping
Black Eye Peas, fuel pump, keep on tellin' 'em pump it
And I gotta save that money, check-checking at all cost
I know the the beat is jumping, but I wonder did the beat go off?
[Hook]
Aye! Aye! Aye, did the beat go off?!
Aye! Aye! Did the beat go off?!
Hold up, wait a minute..., did the beat go off?!
The beat hit so hard, you can hear me bumpin' from the loft!
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[Hook]
Ooh, I think I done found me one
Look I think I done found the one
Look I think done found the one
Layin' on the beach in the sun
Look mama I think I done found the one
Been puttin' in the work since day one
I think I finally found the one!
They say the best days are yet to come!
[Verse 1]
Damn you treat me so good
You the best mechanic that can get under my hood!
Rich bitch Bugatti just like Ace
Say yes, we flyin, to outer space
Ever wanted, to own the place, where you sittin' out right by the lake
Just countin' cash, livin' life so fast
But they don't have to know, if you wanna keep it on the low!
[Hook]
Ooh, I think I done found me one
Look I think I done found the one
Look I think done found the one
Layin' on the beach in the sun
Look mama I think I done found the one
Been puttin' in the work since day one
I think I finally found the one!
They say the best days are yet to come!
[Verse 2]
You the one that makes feels so special
Telling me I look good with no effort
Ain't no bitch, but Imma dark blush
Choking me from the back, when you get told to hush
Feels so good, yea you the one with the action
We both understand, sometimes shit just happens
We got real love, that is no cappin'
So glad, that I found you on my map, yea!
[Hook]
Ooh, I think I done found me one
Look I think I done found the one
Look I think done found the one
Layin' on the beach in the sun
Look mama I think I done found the one
Been puttin' in the work since day one
I think I finally found the one!
They say the best days are yet to come!
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[Hook]
I had to hold on for a minute, I had to lean back yea
I had to hold on for a minute, I had to lean back, yea
I had to hold on, I had to lean back
I had to, drop all of that
I ain't got time to worry 'bout it, nah, that ain't my problem
I ain't got time to worry 'bout it, nah that ain't my problem!
[Verse 1]
In my assigned area, I'm tryna get some of that dairy, huh
That cheese, put it in my pocket
Tryna get shit done, with a rock
Gotta take off, boom I'm 'bout to go
And you know I can't go slow
Gotta go on, gotta go real fast, like speed up on the track
1, 2, 3, apples, go green, apples go green light
And you know I got that Gesundheit, bless you bitch
On my wrist, and my ice, and goodnight
And you know..., I gotta lay down 'cause I gotta take a rest
And you know I got them big checks
[Verse 2]
Got so much money, gotta count it, got me tired
And you know..., the struggle is real
But, we done already been through that
We workin' now, we gotta get up off our back
And get up off our ass, go get the cash
I go, be freestyling in on this bitch, and you know
I ain't even got it real fast, feelin' like
I'm Big Poppa, let me in the door
And you know I already got it hoe
And you know I'mma be on the radio
Ooh, hold on, I done predicted that, way long ago
Already said it, and you know I done already read it
Like the cards, that's tarot
You know I got the crystal gems
And you know I got the carrots...,
Big..., apples..., vegetables...,
[Verse 3]
Broccoli, and my cheese, and you know I got that dramamine
Always talk about the shit, cause you know, you full of it bitch!
And you know I got the, automatic stick, no stick shift
And you know, I gotta kick a nigga real swift in his chest
Thought he was talkin' shit, but you know, he got rid of it
When I hit 'em with the left right, and you know tech-n-fold
And you know, he wanna act real bold
But it got shut down real quick
Ya know, I don't even wanna talk about the shit
It kinda personal, but you know
I got it foldin', and I got it foldin'
And I got it rollin', and I got it rollin'
[Verse 4]
Rollin the dough, get back up, get back up into work
Get back up into work
Get back up into work, go get the money
And you know I gotta get all these fuckin' hundreds
Be freestylin' on the track, in the dark, 1:30, it's past that
Almost 2 o'clock, and the freestyle
And you know I got the Honda Accord
Honda Accord that A6, but you know I trade it like and Audi bitch
And you know, that's what it is, but you know you gotta come up...,
With the-- other shit
German engineering, got the mind fucked up, yeah
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[Hook]
I been workin' in and out all week
Got a pain, no Tylenol, nigga where's the weed?
Patience runnin' thin, waiting for the back end
They like "Damn that's tuff..."
But the way I see it, I feel bad they not high enough
I don't think I'm high enough
Ion think I'm high enough, Ion think I'm high enough
Nah Ion think I'm high enough, nah
{Verse 1}
Yeah! Ridin' 'round feelin' real good in it
Big boss Wraith, tryna have a million jewels on it
Nigga I don't wanna be a star
But I do want my money to very, very, very
Far-ther than what it is now
MONEYMADEIT lookin' like a cash cow
And when I'm high, I'm not just talkin' 'bout the weed
I wanna know, have you opened your eyes to see
What I'm talkin' 'bout, see'n what I'm saying?
My life like Total Drama Island
Tryna go to Tokyo, Japan
Bitch Imma be back, shoutout to Switzerland
While I'm drivin' in the Rover, on the land
Lightin' up coutin' 100 bands
I got the visions bitches already havin' it
But they not high enough to understand this G6 action
[Hook]
I been workin' in and out all week
Got a pain, no Tylenol, nigga where's the weed?
Patience runnin' thin, waiting for the back end
They like "Damn that's tuff..."
But the way I see it, I feel bad they not high enough
I don't think I'm high enough
Ion think I'm high enough, Ion think I'm high enough
Nah Ion think I'm high enough, nah
[Verse 2]
Need a lotta Francs, shaking that ba-donk-a-donk
They gone play this up in the honkey tonk
Tryna get down with the funk
Tryna put ya hand out like "Nigga whatchu want?!"
Bitch it's yours! Even that Honda accord!
Even if that's the only thing that you can afford
Download the knowledge, you gotta Import
Every car that Imma own is gone be import
And Imma own the whole, house of course
Millions checkin' up my credit score
Big body Audi with the Bentley doors
Puttin' my mind on it, now I own the whore
Niggas like "Why the fuck you talk about this?!"
'Cause money motherfuckin' made it, #MONEYMADEIT
They know MONEYMADEIT, they like aww shit
[Hook]
I been workin' in and out all week
Got a pain, no Tylenol, nigga where's the weed?
Patience runnin' thin, waiting for the back end
They like "Damn that's tuff..."
But the way I see it, I feel bad they not high enough
I don't think I'm high enough
Ion think I'm high enough, Ion think I'm high enough
Nah Ion think I'm high enough, nah
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[Hook]
Late night, I just be rolllin down the avenue
Late night, I don't really even know what I'm goin' through
Late night, I just be chillin' in my own zone
I'm just tryna find my damn phone
Late night, I be chillin' doin' my own damn thing
Late night I just wanna be left the fuck alone mane
Late, night, late, night, late night...
[Verse 1]
Late night, I'm tryna get me that thing
But you wanna play games, you wanna play right now man?
Well I'm playin', with the thing right here
You won't do it the same, you won't do it the same
Do it the same no mo', you such a damn hoe
Yeah, I done got mad, yeah, I'm callin' out yo ass
Yeah I'm..., sendin' shots, you know I'm sendin' shots like the liquor
I sip it quicker, I sip it real slow, I slip it..., In the door
And then I..., I back out at the back door
Ya know, I'm talkin' 'bout, when I pull the Ferrari out the garage
And I..., got..., garage, look like a racetrack
Race toy, I just bought a new thing
New thing that hit, 600 horsepower, and it's a Mercades-Benz
And you know I got the Audi way back then
So I might get another one now, and you know
I gotta make 'em happy, not proud, but...
Wait a minute, it's all for me, late night I, stimulate the economy
[Hook]
Late night, I just be rolllin down the avenue
Late night, I don't really even know what I'm goin' through
Late night, I just be chillin' in my own zone
I'm just tryna find my damn phone
Late night, I be chillin' doin' my own damn thing
Late night I just wanna be left the fuck alone mane
Late, night, late, night, late night...
[Verse 2]
Late night, oughta be out, throwin' a fuckin' party
But you know, that's kinda hard, when you rollin' with nobody
But at the same time it's cool, 'cause it's just you boo!
It's cool! Ya know, you ain't gotta be worried 'bout
You walkin' out school, man fuck that shit...
Man, I thought I heard somebody on the shit
I got scared for a second I's 'bout to throw the fist
You know, and I can't, I can't do it, I can't quit, I can't--
Gotta get this money, and I gotta get these hundreds
And I gotta keep stuntin', and I gotta keep workin'
'Cause I know they watchin', but they really ain't sayin' nothin'
Kinda been hurtin my feelings, I ain't gone lie
Big cry, cry baby, wet, just like them diamonds
And you know I got the "gliss" rinsin', and I can't tell time
And I rinse it, I rinse my mouth out with soap
'Cause you know I'mma lil dirty mufucka give me hope
Give me hope, -I, -dat...,
And you know I get that, back, in a tax return
And you know I let it burn, like Jazmine Sullivan, but not Usher
'Cause you know, that's how you get caught up with stuff
[Hook]
Late night, I just be rolllin down the avenue
Late night, I don't really even know what I'm goin' through
Late night, I just be chillin' in my own zone
I'm just tryna fina my damn phone
Late night, I be chillin' doin' my own damn thing
Late night I just wanna be left the fuck alone mane
Late, night, late, night, late night...
[Verse 3]
Need a GoFundMe for a motherfuckin' phone case
Gotta find that bitch, you know it's all black everyday
All black, my nigga, stand strong, yea stand strong!
But you know, it's kinda hard when I'm tryna find my phone...,
An echo in the background, I got the clap sound
Got the clap in the back
And you know I got the hat on top of my head, it's cold outside...,
You know you need to wrap up, wrap up, like a muhfuckin'
Burrito, I'm hungry bitch
Tryna go south of the boder, tryna eat that (ehhh...,)
Hold on, wait, you can't hit 'em like that
But you know I gotta step back, step back with the facts
Gotta lecutre 'em real quick, 'cause they don't know that
Damn ignorant 'lil bitches don't really need to talk back
'Cause you look dumb, really, it's fun...,
But at the same time...,
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[Hook: MoneyatMidnight]
I be goin' through it all the time
I don't be really talkin' 'bout what's on my mind
Sit back, and I watch all of the shit unfold
But I never get to see what's cold, and what's hot
Don't know what it is, and what it's not...
I just keep my mouth shut, but...
Sometimes, I really don't give a fuck!
I'm just tryna make the bucks
All the time, it be fuckin' up!
[Verse 1: Sam Glennie}
Starin' at the wall, the TV's on pause
It all begins to fall, my standards always stall
Awaking in the night, to the moonlight
Seasons in recall, winter turns to fall
Summer then to Spring, climates are extinct
Aliens are real, the feelings that I feel
To follow instinct, the more that I think
My mind isn't linked to the building of the sphinx
Quick to react, don't fuck with the lynx
Motion's always slow, cause I tend to drink
Down all the substance, consumed all the fumes
Saving Private Ryan from the Nazi platoon
I'm lost in this room, starin' at the wall
Back to the start of it all...,
Nothin' on my mind, but the money and the grind
And we always on the climb
And the feeling so sublime to the rhymes
[Hook: MoneyatMidnight]
I be goin' through it all the time
I don't be really talkin' 'bout what's on my mind
Sit back, and I watch all of the shit unfold
But I never get to see what's cold, and what's hot
Don't know what it is, and what it's not...
I just keep my mouth shut, but...
Sometimes, I really don't give a fuck!
I'm just tryna make the bucks
All the time, it be fuckin' up!
[Verse 2: MoneyatMidnight]
All the time, all the damn time
Battlin' with all of the shit, up in mind
I'm just be tryna, do my own damn thing
I'm just tryna be like what's ha name, and have 6 rings
But I only got 4, bitch that's on the Audi
And you know, all the time it be ridin' 'round makin' the beep noise
Gotta get the shit fixed, just like my life
Iyala, where ya at? I got them fat stacks
Waiting for me in the back, but you know I gotta get it out
And you know, Big Boi! Got the clout!
With the flex, on my upper arm
All the time I be liftin' shit, hurt like a bitch, what!?
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[Intro]
Hollone, Hollone (hollone)
What? (hollone) Huh? (wha?)
What? (Huh?), Uh-Huh (wha?)
Yeah (uh-uh) What? (yeah)
What? (what, what?)
The Bigger Picture (The Bigger Picture)
(This the motherfucking struggle right here bihh)
This the motherfucking struggle right here bihh
[Verse 1]
We gone keep it 100% honest
And you know I got the, big booty bitches, at Onyx
Shakin' they ass, and you know,,,
We all just tryna get the cash!
I'm tryna hop on the mic, sing on that shit!
And you know I gotta, stir it 'round real quick
Stir it 'round I hit the shoulders, do the "rolla-dolla"
And you know I got them diamonds from Nova Scotia
Ooh, I be vibin' in my own lane!
I be tryna get the motherfuckin' diamonds man!
But there's more important shit than that...
Tryna get the education, just tryna motherfuckin' lecture the facts!
I be hoppin' on the mic, doin' my damn thang!
Doin' the, freestyle, and you know I got the Freestyle
My uncle just took that shit...
[Verse 2]
To the hospital, been up to that bitch too many times
Like I almost live in that bitch! (...hollone, huh, wha?)
Some nights, (Uh-huh?) I ain't even do the shit, but
(wuh, wuh?)
I COULDN'T DO IT NAW! (The Bigger Picture yea...)
I had to sit back...,
( THIS the motherfucking struggle right here bihh)
I had to, take a minute to breathe...
The Struggle is real, motherfuckin' in this bitch!
And you know I'm just tryna get a joint? Switch!
And you know I gotta switch the flow...
Cause you know people be tryna copy!
And you I got the motherfuckin' rocket in my back pocket!
And you know I gotta keep that shit with the permit!
Ain't got no muhfuckin' permit! Got a License!
And you know I''ll come across a...
[Verse 3]
Motherfucker fightin'!
I Ain't got no problems bitch, I'll swang on a nigga!
Don't try no shit, I'm all love but, 'cha know?
I ain't finna take no shit from you!
Bitch we in a no bullying zone (goofy ass!)
And You know?, Ya look like trash!!!
Tryin' not to talk about a bitch, but I'll smack a nigga real quick!
Hollone!! Hollone!, What you talkin' 'bout?
The Struggle Real! Me battlin' with my mind, battlin' with that time!
I be tryna get, my own mothfucking flow
Tryna get, the motherfucker on go, like a fuckin' NASCAR driver!
And you know I got them diamonds in my eyes
And you know..., when I see, look like I shine!
You know I got them diamonds in real time!
[Outro]
(hollone, hollone...)
Why (whuh?) I look up (huh) to diamonds (wha?) like that? (...uhuhh) cause you know... (yeah!)
They hit hard! And, I lecture the facts yeah!
(THE BIGGER PICUTRE yeah! )
Hold on, woah, woah!
(THIS THE MOTHERFUCKIN' STRUGGLE RIGHT HERE BIH! woah! )
...and you know, you ain't even know I kinda had the flow...
THE STRUGGLE IS REAL...
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[Hook]
You can't put me down for too long
Gotta get up, gotta stay up, and stay strong
Gotta, keep pushin', even if you don't want to
But feel it, you gotta feel it, that it's comin' to you
Gotta stay stackin, yea, you gotta stay packin' yea
Ain't talkin' pistols, but you need to keep a grip
On reality, cause you might cease to exist, yeah
[Verse 1]
I be tryna do, sometimes, the YouTube shit
But it just don't be workin', I don't feel like doin' it
But I got a message that I'm tryna reach, to yo' ass
Tryna get the cash real fast, I'm just, tryna
Be a young nigga making it, young black billionaire in the making
You don't know nun 'bout that, 'cause ya..., think little...,
But my diamonds they ain't little
I gotta keep goin', I gotta keep pushin'
You gotta, stay strong, gotta keep your head up
Gotta show 'em what's goin' on, that you winnin'
You gotta keep, gettin' it
Take it from me, I'm still learnin' the hard way
But you know, I like to play like all day
Goofy ass, tryna get the cash, real fast
But you gotta slow down, and learn what you need to pass
[Hook]
You can't put me down for too long
Gotta get up, gotta stay up, and stay strong
Gotta, keep pushin', even if you don't want to
But feel it, you gotta feel it, that it's comin' to you
Gotta stay stackin, yea, you gotta stay packin' yea
Ain't talkin' pistols, but you need to keep a grip
On reality, cause you might cease to exist, yeah
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{Intro]
Lord, lord, lord
Lawd..., Hold on...,
[Verse 1]
You gone have to make me get funky in this bihh
You gone have to make me get ratchet real quick
Hold on baby, gone shake that ass
Gone shake that back, and you gone get that cash, hold on...,
You know I gotta go crazy with the horns
Don P on the track, a star was born
And you know I gotta get the shit poppin'
And you know I got it coolin', like a rocket
[Hook]
Yea, you know I want you...,
You know I want you...
So why you playin' games?
Baby, I ain't got time to play! You need to stop playin' games...,
You need to stop playin' games...,
Aw! You need to gone and come my way!
[Verse 2]
Come my way, why you playin' games nigga?
What the fuck take you long, pull the trigger!
You know..., I'm tryna get this shit on
I'm tryna feel you, and feel me, what's goin' on?
Feel the, electricty, that's runnin' through yo' speakers
And you know, I got it dribblin' like Adidas
I gotta get back on that court
And you know, I gotta shoot for the home run score
Like the world...., what the world is going on?
I got it switchin' up, so many different time zones
Flying to here and there, got it going on everywhere
But you still on my mind, and I'm tryna have you on top of me
And you know we be listening to Jodeci, we freakin' in the sheets
You gettin' it on, you know I want you
You know you want me, so what you gone do?!
Come on, come on, come on, come on...,
[Hook]
Yea, you know I want you...,
You know I want you...
So why you playin' games?
Baby, I ain't got time to play! You need to stop playin' games...,
You need to stop playin' games...,
Aw! You need to gone and come my way!
[Outro]
Y'all, thank you for tuning into SHADESRadio
Y'all just heard the lastet new single from MONEYATMIDNIGHT
"Come My Way", man, that shit was HOTT!!!
You know..., everybody out there wanna be playin' games
But when it's cuffing season
They act like they don't know what's going on
But you know, you just gotta tell 'em
"Come My Way real quick baby
I can give you that love, I can give you that good lovin'
That good lovin' that'll keep you wantin' for nothin'..."
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[Hook: June B]
Put in work 'till the mornin', I swear this shit never ends
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
I'm just tryna make it, so all my people can win
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
On my way to the top, I lost a couple of friends
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
But when this all come together
I know I'll see them again (yeah, yeah, yea)
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
[Verse 1: MoneyatMidnight]
You know I'm at it again, I done lost a couple friends
But you know I had to get back up
You know I had to keep rollin' on up, rollin' to the top
And you know I can't stop, you know I can't fall down
If I fall down, gotta get my ass back off the ground
Put a lotta had work into this..., but you don't know that
All them long nights, I had to sit, I had to be in the cold
Had to, look for some heat, tryna
Look for somebody to warm me, and hold me
But I ain't have nobody
Again and again, time after time
And you know I be dealin', lotta shit, what's on my mind
But I try to be tellin' y'all, again, and again
That y'all, gotta get y'all some money, it's bound to happen
[Hook: June B]
Put in work 'till the mornin', I swear this shit never ends
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
I'm just tryna make it, so all my people can win
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
On my way to the top, I lost a couple of friends
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
But when this all come together, I know I'll see them again
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
[Verse 2]
This right here the music for the level up
Haters just mad, they can't get they schedules up
Book flights to anywhere I wanna go, for the show hoe
It ain't even for the show, but I'm still gettin' paid
And you know I'm gettin' laid
Again, and again, I be makin' it happend
Manifestation, and you know I got that infestation of cash
But we don't mind it at all
We just wanna look up, and ball 'till we fall
Ball 'till we fall, gotta get it up, gotta stack the money up
Again, and again, and again, and again
You know we got to win, and you know this all we got right here
We done put our all into it
Again, and again, it's bound to happen
[Hook: June B]
Put in work 'till the mornin', I swear this shit never ends
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
I'm just tryna make it, so all my people can win
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
On my way to the top, I lost a couple of friends
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
But when this all come together
I know I'll see them again (yeah, yeah, yea)
I'm at it again, you know I'm at it again
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[Verse 1]
If you know by now, I'm a Swashbuckler
Then that means get in your seat, bitch please buckle up!
Use some manners, no bandannas, I'm going bananas
I'm judging, get hit with the hammer
I'll dismiss the case like get the fuck up out my face!
You havw done forgot about your place...,
I'm a health inspector, you can get shut down today
Storage your ass can get moved out the way
But let's go ahead and switch up the topic
No matter what, if it's me SHADESGANG, we poppin'
The songs, the stress, and my phone, we still droppin'
Like LOL, I'll send a nigga to hell
Wake up from a dream, nigga thought he fell
In a well, all alone, but ain't no niggas hitting my phone
I'm a swashbuckler, I hear the engine purr
I want all the euros and the dollars up in London
Nigga keep laughing like something funny
I fumble a little bit, but I'm still making money
On a yatch, It's mine I can see it in due time
Even if the main source ain't getting paid off of rhymes
Imma get it, Imma get it, I'm a Swashbuckler
You can call me daddy, even though I'm not your motherfucker
You a big, bad, body bitch, call you a mother trucker!
Nigga been out on the road, I gotta keep it going
Gotta tell myself don't stop, yeah I gotta keep it going
Even if I'm out in the heat, pushing lawnmowers
Old money coming up, but it don't got odor
New money coming, got a smooth smell
Imma kick the football, like Beckham, Odell
[Verse 2]
Restart, bitch you gotta play your part
If you don't, you'll downgrade to Crayola Art
And what I mean by that is you had the chance...,
But instead, you was out in the club tryna dance
Finna head to France after this, keep it going
We already had breakfast the energy, keep it flowing
Even though I'm running on 4 hrs sleep
I wanna know I kinda got some sleep, but
Look at my eyes they ain't tired, the struggle, telling lies
Niggas got masks on in disguise
Blessings come from my my 3rd eye
Hurt guy, I didn't mean to hurt the guy
He was fuckin' 'round, I hit em in the eye
He was talkin' shit, got his back hit
Real Swashbucklers don't play that shit
BIg bosses like to get play, get paid
But if you hatin', get the fuck up out the way!
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