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1. |
CrazyLittleDreams
02:02
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Chorus:
Crazy little dreams,
How stupid of me,
Stupid of me,
To have these (4x)
Verse:
All my highs,
All my lows.
In disguise,
Like a ghost,
Reappear
Motivate,
Stand my ground
Go for great,
Enemies they follow
But I never put the brakes on,
Hennesy in bottles,
Keep me numb to all the fake ones,
Surviving in the fast lane,
Play it like the last game,
Love it through the last flame.
Blame it on my past days,
Coming up from last place,
Pre-Chrous:
Cuz my God got me waiting,
Arms in a safe,
Sharks in the tank ,
Bars on the window,
Waiting for my break,
To get my love now
Chorus:
Crazy little dreams,
How stupid of me,
Stupid of me,
To have these (4x)
Outro:
Crazy little dreams,
How stupid of me,
Stupid of me,
To have these (4x)
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2. |
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Verse 1:
(ill Nicky)
Ride around in my coupe,
I aint even got no roof,
4:30 y’all get proof,
Any day, I’ma have juice.
Break down, pay me back from the bullshit,
I need a Patek on the wrist, like I’m Uzi,
I aint never really blended with the cool kids,
But one day they gon love me that’s true shit,
I need all them things,
I aint never got no praise,
All them gaudy chains,
Drape my body thats just my taste,
I’m never gon’ walk away,
I can’t even talk that way,
To be honest I was young and afraid,
That one day everything changes,
I’m like ou, yea I get it all back,
Falling by the side, I was sick of all that,
Old friends told me I was never gon last,
So thats why I just kept ‘em in the past, yeah.
Chorus:
(ill Nicky)
Fallin', for it,
Fuck it, so what,
I came, way too
Far,
Ballin', on you,
Buckets, run it,
Treat me like
A star
(ill Nicky and Tre Aces)
(Hums)
Almost there
(Hums)
Almost there
Verse 2:
(Tre Aces)
Ou, everything feeling’ new now,
I’m about to blow now,
See the picture that I drew now,
And I really can’t lose now,
It control how I cruise now,
Yeah, yeah, they know how I do now,
Yeah they know,
Yeah they know,
Yeah they know,
Yeah they know,
I’m doin’ me,
That’s how I like it,
That’s how I like it,
Making’ the beats, yeah,
Got ‘em all wildin’,
Got em all wildin’,
I had a break out,
Out,
I didn’t silence,
I didn’t silence,
4:30 I’m bouncin’
Throw it all cuz I’m bout it.
Chorus:
(ill Nicky)
Fallin, for it,
Fuck it, so what,
I came, way too
Far,
Ballin, on you,
Buckets, run it,
Treat me like
A star
(ill Nicky and Tre Aces)
(Hums)
Almost there
(Hums)
Almost there
Bridge:
(ill Nicky)
You wanted smoke,
It nearly filled up lungs.
Lost my breath,
And my self all at once.
The more you talk,
The more I speak to myself,
They say it’s bad for my health,
You can tell,
But I’m almost there.
Outro:
(ill Nicky and Tre Aces)
(Hums)
Almost there
(Hums)
Almost there
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3. |
Ambitionz
02:40
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Chrous:
This is not a song its a blessing,
Y’all know bout the shit that we been reppin,
Price up on they head to be a legend,
Autobahn pushin im the engine,
my ambitions as a rider
Verse 1:
Im a young, Corleone,
Im the son, of a Don,
Im the reason for this movement,
For the love, for the bond,
I know its so outrageous,
Alotta yall overrated,
But I’m so motivated,
I can’t show no hatred,
Gotta get cookin (in the kitchen)
Got em all looking (windows tinted)
Whats yo budget ( cuz I’m winning)
I dont do features unless y’all wit it,
So don’t be cheap,
You said that y’all was rollin deep,
Pockets deep,
Said you was getting all this money like a G,
Pre-Chorus:
You said that y’all was rollin deep,
Pockets deep,
Said you getting money like a G,
But I don’t see it,
I know shit could be deceiving,
I been California dreaming,
When I was so defeated,
And aint no one believed it,
I just kept on breathing man,
Moving like a cheetah man,
Never been a cheater,
Ill be rocking in my grave….
Chrous:
This is not a song its a blessing,
Y’all know bout the shit that we been reppin,
Price up on they head to be a legend,
Autobahn pushin im the engine,
my ambitions as a rider
Verse 2:
Its lit, we in, we here,
Whats up, I’m up, I’m good, no fear,
I been moving on a wave,
Going insane,
Perfect 10, to give me brains,
Round of applause,
Feel like fame,
Im a love it when I get a chain,
I been on like wait a minute,
And I got the same old vision,
Had to make them pay attention,
Cookin crazy in the kitchen.
Pre-Chorus:
You said that y’all was rollin deep,
Pockets deep,
Said you getting money like a G,
But I don’t see it,
I know shit could be deceiving,
I been California dreaming,
When I was so defeated,
And aint no one believed it,
I just kept on breathing man,
Moving like a cheetah man,
Never been a cheater,
Ill be rocking in my grave….
Chrous:
This is not a song its a blessing,
Y’all know bout the shit that we been reppin,
Price up on they head to be a legend,
Autobahn pushin im the engine,
my ambitions as a rider
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4. |
DoubleTap
03:03
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Chorus:
They got likes,
They got all these likes,
I don’t know,
What they fuck they doin’ right (2x)
Post-Chorus:
Cuz I need,
Double tap, double tap,
Double tap, double tap,
I need that (clout)
Double tap, double tap,
(I need views) (2x)
Verse 1:
My homegirl Stacy got a Poodle with an IG,
And it got more followers than me,
Bitch, no shit,
She ain’t even got hands to post with.
While I’m sitting on 7k,
My little cousin in the 7th Grade,
Opened up a stand selling’ lemonade,
Seven days later had a deal reppin’ Minutemaid,
Anyway,
I can’t figure it out,
I wanna be on Twitter getting’ millions of shouts,
And clout,
But the biggest Tweet that I ever put out,
Was the Harlem Shake video we did at the house,
And it got 6 likes,
Fist fights gettin’ 6 mill,
I saw a video on Worldstar where this dude tattooed a dick on his face and got a record deal,
Fuckin’ dick head, gimme’ an Advil.
I’m gettin’ nauseous,
IG hoes get obnoxious,
Fashion Nova took her to The Oscars,
And the ad money put her in an office.
(You mad?)
I know that it’s great news,
I see that she paid dudes,
I don’t wanna hate you,
But fuck these hoes when I’m sittin’ on 8 views, you know?
Chorus:
They got likes,
They got all these likes,
I don’t know,
What they fuck they doin’ right (2x)
Post-Chorus:
Cuz I need,
Double tap, double tap,
Double tap, double tap,
I need that (clout)
Double tap, double tap,
(I need views) (2x)
Bridge:
I can’t take this shit at all,
I get no love on my wall,
Maybe if I just went off,
I get some love and applause.
Verse 2:
Double tap,
Gimme that,
Gimme validation fore’ I snap,
100 racks,
From the ads,
Gimme fame with the bag.
Nick Nack Pattiwack with the dance moves,
Dan Rue with the Peter Pan groove,
Supreme Patty with a big fatty like Samson,
Double back flippin’ in the pool of a Mansion.
I need those views,
I used to need nothing but a mic and a booth,
But now I need proof.
Now I wake up every single morning on the Gram,
Hoping that I got 8 Grand,
But I feel invisible, G*D Damn,
Gimme the gun, man,
Watch this,
(Gun efx)
Chorus:
I got likes,
I got all these likes,
Now I know,
What they fuck I'm doin’ right
I got likes,
I got all these likes,
It don’t matter,
What the fuck I’m doin’ right,
Post-Chorus:
Cuz I need,
Double tap, double tap,
Double tap, double tap,
I need that (clout)
Double tap, double tap,
(I need views) (2x)
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5. |
HouseMoney
01:49
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Intro:
(Obvi)
I know I’m in the studio, but I don’t want a Studio Apartment,
I need House money,
I need money to come in, you know?
To be able to purchase a house, that house money.
Verse 1:
Dolla bill bandit with a mission from the jump,
Brain for the business, I aint never been a chump,
The County never stopped me I’m still earning every lump,
And The Town taught me how to make it bump,
I been moving on the reg,
Internet work turned River to a friend,
Had to hit him up cuz he been cooking with the led,
Winter got cold, like Gucci out the pen
Now I'm heatin up again,
Still skirting baby,
Pre-Chorus:
Baby don’t play,
So what
When the Internet Gangstas roll up,
Shining all day,
All day,
Running numbers from Atlanta to The Bay,
Now we bout to get the,
Chorus:
House money,
House money, yeah,
Now I got new house money,
House money, yeah,
Run up in your house money,
House money, yeah,
What all of the doubt for me,
House money, yeah, oh yeah.
Verse 2:
Gotta stand up,
All my dogs pull up in a Phantom,
This feel like a Summer in Atlanta,
Money rainin’ we gon’ throw a band up,
Roll up to the Blu Flame, looking’ outta place,
All a sudden, Big Ram threw another Blue Face,
Even when I’m off-beat,
House money turn her to a freak,
Pre-Chorus:
Baby don’t play,
So what
When the Internet Gangstas roll up,
Shining all day,
All day,
Running numbers from Atlanta to The Bay,
Now we bout to get the,
Chorus:
House money,
House money, yeah,
Now I got new house money,
House money, yeah,
Run up in your house money,
House money, yeah,
What all of the doubt for me,
House money, yeah, oh yeah.
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6. |
F**kFaith
03:24
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Verse 1:
Im takin time,
To turn a caterpillar to a butterfly,
The rainy days they take me to the sunny side,
Im sorry baby I was on another vibe,
It aint too late to have a little faith,
You ain't too big to save a little face,
Imagine diamonds hanging from your waste,
Im tryna put you in a better place,
I know that I aint my job,
I feel like it is tho,
Tearing all my pride down,
Staring out the window,
Fear of losing sight now,
I hate being this low,
I dont wanna fight now,
You can have my pistol,
Pre-Chorus:
All of those shots that I took were for you and me,
Thats why this shit feel like a eulogy,
I used to always see us on the movie screen,
You thought it was just another stupid dream.
Chorus:
You say this is not your best life,
Do you know that feels like a big knife,
In my heart,
feel like were moving thru the dark,
Keep the dream alive
Kill the heart (2x)
I’m waiting, for you,
And I pray you don’t fuck up my faith (2x)
Verse 2:
I always say,
That all the lowest moments gonna fade away,
I promised you that shit like every fuckin day,
You prolly sick of hearing we gon celebrate,
We gon’ celebrate,
I know how it feels to be alone,
When you can feel the anger in your bones,
Optimism drowned out by your woes,
Close your mind cuz you was too exposed.
I wish I could change things,
Bring us back to life,
We could be amazing,
You know that I’m right,
But every day were fading,
I see it in your sight,
The sparkle in your eye,
Changed colors from the fight,
Pre-Chorus:
All of those shots that I took were for you and me,
Thats why this shit feel a eulogy,
I used to always see us on the movie screen,
You thought it was just another stupid dream.
Chorus:
You say this is not your best life,
Do you know that feels like a big knife,
In my heart,
feel like were moving thru the dark,
Keep the dream alive
Kill the heart,
I’m waiting, for you,
And I pray you don’t fuck up my faith (2x)
Outro:
You say this is not your best life,
Do you know that feels like a big knife,
In my heart,
feel like were moving thru the dark,
Keep the dream alive
Kill the heart (2x)
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7. |
Again&Again
02:33
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Chorus:
I love you, I love you, yea.
Again and again,
I love you, I love you, yea,
I tell you, again and again (2x)
Verse 1:
Now I look at you like you a stranger when I walk in from a real long day,
Only thing you needed was a little bit of warmth to let you know that were doin ok.
Sometimes my mind plays tricks and I tell myself that you gon stray,
Only time you say big words like forever when you know its gonna make me stay ,
Pre-Chorus:
These days we get lost, I know that,
You replay the heart break from your past,
And how you ever gonna understand,
When I’m picking up the pieces that were broken by another man,
I didn’t do that you,
No,
How do I prove that to you?
Oh,
Listen to your heart and it’ll tell you I’m real,
Forever aint enough times to tell you how I feel,
Chorus:
I love you, I love you, yea.
Again and again,
I love you, I love you, yea,
I tell you, again and again (2x)
Verse 2:
How many times can I say,
To show you that I still feel the same,
I still take advantage some days,
Of all the patience that you’ve had for the pain,
I don’t ever say it, so it’s pay back,
I owe you all the praise cuz you gave that,
I’m lyin in this bed and you made that,
hope it isn’t too late for me to change that,
Pre-Chorus:
These days we get lost, I know that,
You replay the heart break from your past,
And how you ever gonna understand,
When I’m picking up the pieces that were broken by another man,
I didn’t do that you,
No,
How do I prove that to you?
Oh,
Listen to your heart and it’ll tell you I’m real,
Forever aint enough times to tell you how I feel,
Chorus:
I love you, I love you, yea.
Again and again,
I love you, I love you, yea,
I tell you, again and again (2x)
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8. |
MalibuRum (feat. Aquile)
02:20
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Intro:
(Aquile)
I keep on thinkin' back to,
I keep on thinkin’ back to,
I keep on thinkin' back to,
Chorus:
(Aquile)
I keep on thinkin’ back to when we were young,
Sippin’ on drinks in the sand under the sun,
The music bumpin’ your the beat to my drum,
You look so beautiful, my Malibu Rum,
Post-Chrous:
(Aquile)
Yeah, my Malibu Rum,
My Malibu Rum,
Oh, my Malibu Rum,
Malibu Rum,
Malibu Rum.
Verse 1:
(ill Nicky)
On the run,
We were young,
A perfect getaway like Malibu Rum,
Beat to my drum, yeah,
The winds’ on my back,
The sun is shining, that’s wherever you at.
Ay, ay.
Chorus:
(Aquile)
I keep on thinkin’ back to when we were young,
Sippin’ on drinks in the sand under the sun,
The music bumpin’ your the beat to my drum,
You look so beautiful, my Malibu Rum,
Post-Chrous:
(Aquile)
Yeah, my Malibu Rum,
My Malibu Rum,
Oh, my Malibu Rum,
Malibu Rum,
Malibu Rum.
Verse 2:
(ill Nicky)
Feet in the water,
Toes in the sand,
Sun getting hot now,
Rum in my hand,
I’m in a moment,
I ain’t got a plan,
Takin’ shot after shot after shot now,
I can barely stand.
Chorus:
(Aquile)
I keep on thinkin’ back to when we were young,
Sippin’ on drinks in the sand under the sun,
The music bumpin’ your the beat to my drum,
You look so beautiful, my Malibu Rum,
Post-Chrous:
(Aquile)
Yeah, my Malibu Rum,
My Malibu Rum,
Oh, my Malibu Rum,
Malibu Rum,
Malibu Rum.
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