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Times Like These - [EP]

by MoneyatMidnight

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[Hook] Coming down the street ridin' in the heat But my body froze, yea I'm cold, avalanche my soul Got no time for hoes, or no games, we didn't come to play You fuck around coming down 6 feet under base, yeah Coming down the street I'm ridin' in the heat But my body froze, yea I'm cold, avalanche my soul Got no time for hoes, or no games, nah we didn't come to play You fuck around coming down 6 feet under base [Verse 1] Coming down the street, see that nigga, watch that nigga He look like he might pull triggers No Trey Songz, no 7 figures That nigga, he look suspicious, might just go ahead and kill em Nigga think he above the law, standin there doin' nothing wrong Nigga think he so special, Nigga sell dope he extra That nigga love him some chicken That nigga need to be cotton pickin. making me some dinner I'm the winner, even thought the shit I do is way past mental I'm the best, I'm top notch, I'm nothing less! I'm everywhere, like I've got the power Feel like God gave me all the hours Feel like God gave all of our people the world God gave us everything, fuck you if you dont look like us! You'll get your ass beat get hung up, no telephone Better hope you not home alone when us..., White in blue come knockin' at yo' door Hands behind your back, nigga get on the floor Nigga tell me where dope Even though we know you don't roll like that Tryna roll over, on your back. 'cause you can't breathe Now a nigga dead on camera, say cheese [Hook] Coming down the street ridin' in the heat But my body froze, yea I'm cold, avalanche my soul Got no time for hoes, or no games, we didn't come to play You fuck around coming down 6 feet under base, yeah Coming down the street I'm ridin' in the heat But my body froze, yea I'm cold, avalanche my soul Got no time for hoes, or no games, nah we didn't come to play You fuck around have you coming down 6 feet under base [Verse 2] You hate on me simply because of the color of my skin When you're to "ignit" to realize, that we're all the same within To "ignit" to realize, we not all the stereotypes you put on us Some say they don't give a fuck ('cause really in-truly, they don't give a fuck...) Some will show you they ass, and that stereotype But that don't mean you gotta go around takin' niggas lives If you don't like us, bitch why don't you leave?!? How is this just your country? When the the fact is, y'all took it from the runs who really run it Y'all ancestors started this bullshit in the first place If they loved us it was only in the worst way Had my people, in the field, yea they had us in chains Still till this day, gotta break every chain that they planted inside our brains [Outro] Oughta tell 'em be like Moses, nigga let people go Nigga, it's time for a change, but change is happening too slow!!! Oughta tell 'em be like Moses, nigga let people go Nigga, it's time for a change, but change is happening too slow!!!
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[Verse 1] They don't understand, how I'm in France, now I'm in Japan Moving in silence looking like the man Tokyo, hoe, I'm in Switzerland! And the shit gone keep going it won't never end Like Future, Ciara the cash flow Leveled up, they ain't seen that before When I pull out, brand new MazziMcClaren Some try the shits of you bold and you daring Look like you want something, bitch why you keep staring? Talking 'bout the shit, eat it hope you make you sick Take a pick nigga which one you want ? Is you finna ride? If not nigga don't! I don't need no extras like Philthy Rich Lookin' in the mirror felling filthy rich Bitch, ain't that a trip, cross the country Coming up to ya' city to pick up my money [Hook] Imma be posted up on the beach (on the beach!) Imma be hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Imma be rollin' 'round in the sheets (in the sheets!) Got tinted windows the haters can't see (whatcha lookin' at?) Imma touch down in a new place! (touchdown!) Just might fuck around with a new face (uhh-huh!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace I'mma be snappin' n snappin', trappin' with the rappin'! Posted up on the beach (on the beach!) I'm hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Rollin' 'round in the sheets (skrr skrr!) Got tinted windows, nah the haters can't see! (uh-uhh-uhhh!) Might fuck around with a new face (new face!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace (an embrace!) Snappin', trappin', I'mma be snappin', trappin' with the rappin'! [Verse 2] Imma keep pockets and the safe loaded That way I dont have to check, see how much I'm holdin' Hold it, slow the fuck down, I bee all the way I ain't all the been the way around town And, if you can bring it, just like the heat Ain't shit sweet, spotify greet & meet "Hi! Nigga, how you doin!?" Out my speakers, you bumpin' my music Serious hits, that shit on the charts This is my life, this is way more than some art Gotta project out the projects Gotta ace that shit, gotta pass the test Southwest Rodeo this motherfucker Get out like get out now you can't scream and shout! Nigga open your eyes! They move in the shadows lurking in disguise! Imma be the one to have some fun! Imma be the one the one that get it done 'Cause, if shove, turns into a push Whip it up nigga show you how to cook Imma be the one to have some fun! Be the one, get it really done! 'Cause if shove, turns 'to a push Whip it up nigga imma show you how to cook! [Hook] Imma be posted up on the beach (on the beach!) Imma be hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Imma be rollin' 'round in the sheets (in the sheets!) Got tinted windows the haters can't see (whatcha lookin' at?) Imma touch down in a new place! (touchdown!) Just might fuck around with a new face (uhh-huh!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace I'mma be snappin' n snappin', trappin' with the rappin'! Posted up on the beach (on the beach!) I'm hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Rollin' 'round in the sheets (skrr skrr!) Got tinted windows, nah the haters can't see! (uh-uhh-uhhh!) Might fuck around with a new face (new face!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace (an embrace!) Snappin', trappin', I'mma be snappin', trappin' with the rappin'!
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[Verse 1] They don't understand, how I'm in France, now I'm in Japan Moving in silence looking like the man Tokyo, hoe, I'm in Switzerland! And the shit gone keep going it won't never end Like Future, Ciara the cash flow Leveled up, they ain't seen that before When I pull out, brand new MazziMcClaren Some try the shits of you bold and you daring Look like you want something, bitch why you keep staring? Talking 'bout the shit, eat it hope you make you sick Take a pick nigga which one you want ? Is you finna ride? If not nigga don't! I don't need no extras like Philthy Rich Lookin' in the mirror felling filthy rich Bitch, ain't that a trip, cross the country Coming up to ya' city to pick up my money [Hook] Imma be posted up on the beach (on the beach!) Imma be hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Imma be rollin' 'round in the sheets (in the sheets!) Got tinted windows the haters can't see (whatcha lookin' at?) Imma touch down in a new place! (touchdown!) Just might fuck around with a new face (uhh-huh!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace I'mma be snappin' n snappin', trappin' with the rappin'! Posted up on the beach (on the beach!) I'm hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Rollin' 'round in the sheets (skrr skrr!) Got tinted windows, nah the haters can't see! (uh-uhh-uhhh!) Might fuck around with a new face (new face!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace (an embrace!) Snappin', trappin', I'mma be snappin', trappin' with the rappin'! [Verse 2] Imma keep pockets and the safe loaded That way I dont have to check, see how much I'm holdin' Hold it, slow the fuck down, I bee all the way I ain't all the been the way around town And, if you can bring it, just like the heat Ain't shit sweet, spotify greet & meet "Hi! Nigga, how you doin!?" Out my speakers, you bumpin' my music Serious hits, that shit on the charts This is my life, this is way more than some art Gotta project out the projects Gotta ace that shit, gotta pass the test Southwest Rodeo this motherfucker Get out like get out now you can't scream and shout! Nigga open your eyes! They move in the shadows lurking in disguise! Imma be the one to have some fun! Imma be the one the one that get it done 'Cause, if shove, turns into a push Whip it up nigga show you how to cook Imma be the one to have some fun! Be the one, get it really done! 'Cause if shove, turns 'to a push Whip it up nigga imma show you how to cook! [Hook] Imma be posted up on the beach (on the beach!) Imma be hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Imma be rollin' 'round in the sheets (in the sheets!) Got tinted windows the haters can't see (whatcha lookin' at?) Imma touch down in a new place! (touchdown!) Just might fuck around with a new face (uhh-huh!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace I'mma be snappin' n snappin', trappin' with the rappin'! Posted up on the beach (on the beach!) I'm hangin' out with the freaks (with the freaks!) Rollin' 'round in the sheets (skrr skrr!) Got tinted windows, nah the haters can't see! (uh-uhh-uhhh!) Might fuck around with a new face (new face!) The weed keep me warm like a embrace (an embrace!) Snappin', trappin', I'mma be snappin', trappin' with the rappin'!
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[Hook] Gotta get back on my shit, get back on my grind Can't fuck around no mo', I'm no wasting time! Can't cut the corners, I can't shave no lines! I need every penny, bitch save every dime! I need to get back on my shit, yeah! I'm tryna be back on my shit! Dope so dope, I think I can't stop, need another hit Still grindin' stay down on a bitch, yeah! I Gotta get back on my shit, get back on my grind Can't fuck around no mo', I'm no wasting time! Can't cut no corners, I can't shave no lines! I need every penny, bitch save every dime! I need to get back on my shit, yeah! I'm tryna be back on my shit! Dope so dope, I think I can't stop, need another hit Stay grindin' stay down on a bitch! [Verse 1] Gotta lay low, ridin' with the heat on in the cold Got a loud ass pop if you feeling bold Tryna hop out on my shit on the scene If you know what I mean, know I need to fix a couple things Get back on my A game baby, choking, coughing, on dope Lowkey tryna give myself some hope No rope, nigga do the Heimlich End up, shut down like vine, "bitch try me" Throwback just like the spy kids All up in my phone, you done turned in to a spy bitch! Back on my shit, G Nigga like A B C, coutin' money 1, 2, 3 Turn 5, 6, 7, 8 Going out like a date, nigga fuck a debate! Come and shut the shit down close case Like Mase & Diddy, thought I told you I won't stop 'Till I get to the top, Porsche Panamera drop top And a Rolls Royce just to match Just might fuck around buy the Audi hatchback Stay on top of my shit, Imma buy some upgrades Nigga who tryna race I'm on Briley Pkwy!? Tryna slow down for the cops pull me over again Any situation, know Imma win! [Hook] Gotta get back on my shit, get back on my grind Can't fuck around no mo', I'm no wasting time! Can't cut the corners, I can't shave no lines! I need every penny, bitch save every dime! I need to get back on my shit, yeah! I'm tryna be back on my shit! Dope so dope, I think I can't stop, need another hit Still grindin' stay down on a bitch, yeah! I Gotta get back on my shit, get back on my grind Can't fuck around no mo', I'm no wasting time! Can't cut no corners, I can't shave no lines! I need every penny, bitch save every dime! I need to get back on my shit I'm tryna be back on my shit! Dope so dope, I think I can't stop, need another hit Stay grindin' stay down on a bitch! [Verse 2] Fuck it, let's hop straight into it Got the hot sauce like a boss SHADESGANG wanna know what it cost How I live like somethin' out a movie Several different places, U-Haul, I be movin' Stay down, always on go How many time I tell myself "Get the money hoe!" Out in Jamaica tryna learn how to float, let alone swim Leave a nigga 'lone, like you singin' like a hymn 'Cause you know yo' ass full of sin 'cause somebody said How many fucking times you hit your head? Need to get back on your shit! Stop lying to yourself, you fucking dumb bitch! Now take that shit as some motivation If you wanna be like me moving across the nation Gettin' paid for a standin' ovation Nigga wanna play? He can get moved out the way! [Hook] Gotta get back on my shit, get back on my grind Can't fuck around no mo', I'm no wasting time! Can't cut the corners, I can't shave no lines! I need every penny, bitch save every dime! I need to get back on my shit, yeah! I'm tryna be back on my shit! Dope so dope, I think I can't stop, need another hit Still grindin' stay down on a bitch, yeah! I Gotta get back on my shit, get back on my grind Can't fuck around no mo', I'm no wasting time! Can't cut no corners, I can't shave no lines! I need every penny, bitch save every dime! I need to get back on my shit, yeah! I'm tryna be back on my shit! Dope so dope, I think I can't stop, need another hit Stay grindin' stay down on a bitch!

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Times Like These - EP
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released June 12, 2020

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