1. |
Nose Bleeds
02:43
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You don't know me
Countin' cash
Gotta watch it closely
Throw it up quick
Watch it fall slowly
It only takes one time to know
So you gotta show me
I'm in the nosebleeds
Doing all the
'Til my nose bleeds
I got it this time
But you owe me
I wanna be the one to know
Right now you gotta show me
Ah
I never wanna go back to the old me
'Cause I lost all my friends and no one told me
Now I don't got no one to control me
Honestly, it's nice
But what's the price, if I'm still lonely?
Uh
Yeah
I stay up at night often
And I just write
Show me love and show me life
Throw that pussy like it's rice, yeah
I sat down with my destiny in August
She whispered in my ear said
Keep a promise, ah
I just hit her raw, (Raw)
Told her come to this side
I just fell in love, (Huh)
Not talking bout a bitch
I'm talking bout the,
Come on up to this side
I just fell in love
I just sit back and relax
I'm tryna count the chip up
MGM spin and spend
Then I might might pick you're bitch up
Like, I'm sorry
Tonight I can't choose
I'm sorry
You don't even know me
You don't know me
Countin' cash
Gotta watch it closely
Throw it up quick
Watch it fall slowly
It only takes one time to know
So you gotta show me
I'm in the nosebleeds
Doing all the
'Til my nose bleeds
I got it this time
But you owe me
I wanna be the one to know
Right now you gotta show me
Ah
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2. |
Don't Want to Die
01:43
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(Woah)
Remember the days in the beginning?
Remember the days in the beginning?
I get a similar feeling
I get a similar feeling
I think I'm about to hit millions
I think you're hitting your ceiling
You started acting chameleon
Just like a model, don't need to conceal it
Just wanna know how it is
I know my time is coming, baby I just need to feel it
I don't wanna die yet
Pussy so deep I could dive in
(Woah)
I don't wanna die yet
So I'm violent
I just close my eyelids
Smoke on violet
I just keep 'ocybin
Keep it silent
I don't wanna die yet, die yet
(Oh)
(Woah)
Remember the days in the beginning?
Remember the days in the beginning?
I got the same feeling
I got the same feeling
I got the same feeling
I got the same feeling
I got the same feeling, woah
I'm next, baby
You already know I was stressed, baby
Tryna make it in one night,
Hate to see you depressed, baby
From all the shit they said,
They were all in my head
But that's what happens
They doubt way more than respect, baby
(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)
It's all over
You already know, know
It's all over
You already know, know
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3. |
Folgers
02:00
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Trouble with that bitch is she don't feel shit
When you with her watch out for your wallet
One second she love you, but then real quick
She cheat, and then start running like a faucet
My new shawty a brat she like to spend shit
She don't want your coat that ain't expensive
The 40, mix it with a white bitch
To the party, showed up with a sidekick
Trouble with the bitch is, I don't know
Did she speak the truth? She ain't with shit
Signs will say she ain't vital bro
One second she love you, but then real quick
Take all my problems out on this bitch
I caught her cheating she said I'm sorry
You had to find out like this, baby
She's a crucifix
She cross me, I'm at his doorstep with a blick,
Bang bang, bang, bang
If I go homeless I'm gon' wake up in a foreign
If she go homeless she gon' wake up in Toyota
I put some crystals on my neck this shit ain't Folgers
I made some money lost some friends, so I ain't folding
I made some money lost some friends, now I'm on posters
Now she text me but I'm cold as Nova Scotia
I'll blow up so fast they'll think I sold my soul, but
It's really cause I step in sync with all my soldiers
You put in some work to find that niche, but no one noticed
We bonded over jewelry, now that link's broken
You think you fucked it up with my boys but I cut off my closest friends, so
I, I, I'm never folding
I'm never folding
I'm never folding
I'm never folding
I'm never folding
Trouble with that bitch is she don't feel shit
When you with her watch out for your wallet
One second she love you, but then real quick
She cheat, and then start running like a faucet
Trouble with the bitch is, I don't know
Did she speak the truth? She ain't with shit
Signs will say she ain't vital bro
One second she love you, but then real quick
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4. |
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(Quick)
Go, while you still can
Run, quick
You got money to make
And time to spend
It's running out, quick
Ain't nothing you can do about it when it slips
So don't waste time thinking about what you missed
'Cause it's gonna go quick
I used to hold hatred back in that ditch
I made myself
I wasted time it is what it is
(Go quick)
I don't want apologies from you
You made it clear that we're not friends
Even the score and go get you a Benz
The more that I think about
Thinkin' 'bout what I said back then
I don't need amends (Go quick)
I don't need your promises
Them two faced comments
Behind the lens
Let me go out on a limb
You don't feel nothing from what you did
(But you broke my limbs)
View from the city's a ten
My girl is a ten
I need about a ten a show
I'm shittin' on you, 'cause I can
I'm throwing' the bands
I know it's not rational
(I know it's irrational)
Uh, I'm in the studio, I gotta go
I can't text you back no more
'Cause you don't even have my back no more
(Uh)
You don't even have my
You don't even have my back no more
(Can't go out like that)
(Cartier)
(Can't go out like that)
Fake nigga, please stand back
Mm, yeah
And soon we'll all be gone
So we can't go out folding
But you don't even have my back
Ah
'Cause it's gonna go quick
'Cause it's gonna go quick
Go while you still can
Run, quick
Go quick, go quick
'Cause it's gonna go quick
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5. |
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Yeah, y'all don't matter at all
At all, at all
Oh shit
No strings coming with the blessings
Watch out y'all don't really get it
It's the kid with the BMW preference
Back of the club tryna get on that setlist
Tryna get a break fast
Had to skip breakfast
Don't take a deep gasp
Y'all will be breathless huh
I don't really wanna relapse, that'd be reckless
She call me Jack Reed, that's a curveball
Now I'm Ed Reed, intercept it
Now I'm balling, bought a necklace
She said, baby you don't ever come home, I addressed it
They said, how'd you turn into a man?
Manifest it
And go lay in the cut, antiseptic
Hit it with a ribbed condom on, anorexic
Don't you feel the ambiance, it's majestic
Now y'all see me, huh?
Came up from the D-League
I remember watching y'all on the TV
Back when it all seemed so easy
(Y'all don't see my risk, when they close the curtains)
(So easy)
(Look right now, 'fore they close the curtains)
Yeah
(Back when it all seemed)
I'm doing it better than you
I'm humble, but I just had to say it
I don't need to chill, I don't need the fabric
Not with compartmentalization
Just ran the d-d-d-digits
And I'm makin' presi' in front of they faces
I'm in a German,
Back of the bimmer, just closing the curtain
Cut off some people, cause I was a burden
I know that I'm not a regular person
I'm always working
But can you blame me if the ethic keeps working?
Ethikas all on my dick
But I'm not into skating or surfing
I feel like you got really close to my level
Then somebody nerfed it
Problem is you're a critic, that's your purpose
(Oh)
Please don't wait till they close the curtains
When you missed out on your chance, you earned it
(Oh)
I know what it's like to feel deserted
(Oh)
So you gonna watch till they close the curtains
So sentimental, not sentimental
No romantic, not disgusting yet
Darling, I'm down and lonely
And what a fortune on me
I've been looking for someone else
You said, you said, you said, you said
You said, the curtains closing and going down
Distant from other interests
Oh, your favor weakened
The curtains are closing on me
That's what the fortune told me
Why you gotta be someone else?
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes
It comes and goes
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6. |
Fashion Week
03:52
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I'm not the most decorated at the fashion show,
But if you have to know
If you rockin' Shein jeans or any Fashion Nov'
I'll promptly ask your ass to go
It's not a personal thing,
I'm tryna smash the hoes
Look, I prefer vintage
I like to blow bands on fits
That look like it was thrifted
I like the classic whips,
Wide bodies,
Where you shift it
Keep the wraps up in the dash
Like I'm preparing for Christmas
Got the straps with my mans,
Not into the murder business
Plus I'm the one with the vision
I told him, do you, and I'ma get it
Had him sleepin' on the dream,
But now we workin' for a livin'
It's time to make a killin', uh,
Pressure weighin' heavy on me nowadays
Diamonds
Bought Mama stones,
She said it's barbaric
At least I'm not alone,
I got my Arc'teryx on
Richmond after 12 is like a dark Paris
Parents doubted my music,
They had it hard, marriage
Mama mixin' hard liquor,
Her liver starts failin'
Turns out it's just a fluke,
But we were all scared
But dammit,
Daddy too busy to show some solidarity
Fashion week,
Shit is gettin' that serious
It's hectic over here,
It's been a bad year
Rough patches like a bad beard
I had to make a change like cashier
And clear the cache,
And now the cash here
Fashion week,
Chic sweater, cashmere
Fashion week
We casually pull masterpieces off the racks here
I don't wanna embarrass ya
We didn't care,
So now you actin' out of character
Yeah
Fashion week
Uh
This ain't regular Dior,
I don't believe in Jesus
I'm already crossed
Keep the Jesus pieces
Keep the demons too
I only drive egregious Bimmers
Is that a Honda Civic?
I ain't mean to be facetious
Face-timing with my shorty overseas
At the Chanel store
Claiming that she "Over C's"
'Till I send her bread to make the transaction
Now the plans switchin',
I know you wanted that clutch
Automatic transmission like,
Burberry trenches
For my brothers in the trenches, like
Mint vintage Louis
For those who never got a mention, like
I don't give a fuck about anybody pretending, like
He claim he saw the signs,
But under false pretenses
I don't get it
Your whole image fake
You street, but you're greener than whole spinach
E46, check the windows,
Them hoes tinted
I'm ghost
I might go rogue with some Vogue women
No promo, might still go gold with this
Or platinum
At this point whatever happens, happens
Undercover fashion dastardly mixed with digi dashes
And wicked Rick and Raf collabs
Fuck a Fendi bag it's
Fashion week,
Shit is gettin' that serious
It's hectic over here,
It's been a bad year
Rough patches like a bad beard
I had to make a change like cashier
And clear the cache,
And now the cash here
Fashion week,
Chic sweater, cashmere
Fashion week
We casually pull masterpieces off the racks here
I don't wanna embarrass ya
We didn't care,
So now you actin' out of character
Yeah
Fashion week
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7. |
Not Your Fault
02:44
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(Spend some time away)
(Getting ready for the day you're born again)
(Spend some time alone)
(Understand that soon, you'll run with better men)
(Alone again)
It's not your fault
It's not your fault
It's not your fault
It's not your fault
(It's not your fault, It's not your fault)
Tried to get alone,
When I'm walking to the beat just like, like
(Like, Ooh)
I was tryna get in
Mm, slide on the beat just like,
I was makin' money like
(Duh-duh-duh-duh)
My drug needs no introduction
I live with it, I don't need to love it,
And I,
And I never knew how to budget
But if I'm not using,
I'm not budging, hmm
I've been stuck so long that I can't function
(Hmm)
But I never knew when to even stop,
So I keep running,
But I never knew,
So I let down my guard
I swear that this is tearing me apart
Don't wanna be desperate,
Wish I could restart
But then you said it doesn't have to be hard,
'Cause it's not your fault
It's not your fault
It's not your fault
It's not your fault
Your fault
Tried to get alone,
When I'm walking to the beat just like, like
(Like, Ooh)
Yeah
(Can't function at all)
(Like, Ooh)
I tried everything
Ruined it all
Ruined everything
(Ruined everything)
Despite everything
Yeah, through it all
You still said to me
It's not your fault
(Like, Ooh)
'Cause how could it be?
How could it be?
How
Could it be?
It's not your fault
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8. |
Dogstar
01:52
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(Jump)
Woah, woah, woah
(Higher, high)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Higher)
I'm jumpin' back in it, uh
You talkin' shit, that's just how it is
(Huh)
I don't really care about that, cause I'm bout to be up
Baby, yeah
You know where I'm goin'
(Uh, uh)
You know where I'm goin'
(Up, up)
Know where I'm goin'?
(Uh, uh)
Know where I'm goin'?
(Up, up)
Plastic bitches on the telly,
Fortune teller sent a lot of money, huh
I think you ran out of muddy, damn
I made bitches add the money, high
Bodyguard keep a chop, chop
Keep an AR-15 on that boy
Keep a piston on me when I'm in Detroit
So many white girls like a D-Boy
You ain't give a fuck about me when I was still comin' up
(Uh)
Uh, now I'm winnin', pour a drink in my cup
Now I went and put a ring on my fist
Now I'm winnin', I got friends that I miss
We used to be cool, can't forget what you did
And if I blow up, you gon' still be my friend
And when I blow up, we gon' all reminisce
When I blow up, don't get too tired of me
(Uh)
I'm jumpin' back in it
(Go)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Higher, high)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Higher)
(Dogstar)
They talkin' shit, that's just how it is,
(Huh)
I don't really care about that, cause I'm bout to be up
Baby, yeah
You know where I'm goin'
(Uh, uh)
You know where I'm goin'
(Up, up)
Know where I'm goin'?
(Uh, uh)
Know where I'm goin'?
(Up, up)
You already know what it is
Ascend on the money
I'm gettin' so high in this bitch
When I'm at the top end, the shotties gon' pop
When I'm at the top, all these shawties gon' flock to me
Probably gon' have your shawty on top of me
Toppin' me
Up in the Hills buyin' property, ah
Mansion so big that I sit in that bitch
And nobody can talk to me, ah
I swear I'll stick to my promise
I swear I'll stick to my own
I swear that I'm blowin' up this time, it's just the beginning
I swear I'll stick when I land
That stick in my car when I land
I pray this shit don't ever jam, when
I'm jumpin' back in it
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9. |
Wasted My Minutes
01:39
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This time (Time)
I wasted my minutes (Jump in)
I swear that this time,
It's gonna be different (Jump in)
I used to ride around the city and feel all conflicted
So baby tell me, in this life of sin where do you fit in?
Where did I lose you? (Where'd you go?)
Where did I lose you? (Where'd you go?)
It's starting to feel like I never knew you at all
It's starting to feel like it was an act for you
It wasn't real, now look what you did
I'm popping' a seal of the Act' for you
Don't talk to me I'm recording
I clear my mind in the morning
I'm daily driving a foreign
Sorry you can't be my baby no Maury
Up until that last day you supported
Now they ask me how I did it
I used to not fit in now I got racks in my pockets, they barely can fit in
Used to have rats on my team but I think they went missing
You're right I'm not over it, bitch I'm addicted
If you're so honest then why can't we fix it?
Last year became distant, this year it's all different
How can I not have every soldier on my mission?
It's over, I miss it
I wasted my minutes
I wasted my minutes
I wasted my minutes
(Jump in)
I swear that this time,
It's gonna be different (Jump in)
I used to ride around the city and feel all conflicted
So baby tell me, in this life of sin where do you fit in?
Where did I lose you? (Where'd you go?)
Where did I lose you? (Where'd you go?)
It's starting to feel like I never knew you
So tell me, where did I lose you?
Where did I lose you?
It's starting to feel like I never knew you at all
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10. |
Shine ft. Lony Neo
05:01
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(What are you going to sing, Miss LaVon?)
(Singing in the rain)
(Singing in the rain)
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like, huh
Young sinner boy
Real shit isn't for the charts
Knocked it out the park
Came out when it's darker
I got a chrome bezel on this heart
I think the money tearin' us apart
Part
I got one,
All they want is smoke,
'Til they choke up
Now they're losing a lung
Visions since I was young
You like to lie,
I like to lie in the money, and make it
You makin' it up
I'm still in the club,
You made a song about mixing' up mud
Now he got a clot is his blood
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like,
Maxed out, credit card
(Spaz out)
Mag out, mask on
(Trap house)
Uh
Do it by the numbers
There's safety in numbers
And girl, we're together
Delete all those numbers
I don't really trust him, get back under covers
I loved you, we ended up hating each other
She's a fuckin' fan
She will fuck for bands
Fall for me?
Well she fuckin' can't
No time on my hands
So I dance, just got back from France
Might go to Japan when I land
3301 without a doubt,
What is you sayin'?
I cannot fall back even though she bad
I slide two percs into my glass
Fuck what I said in the past
I've been off the drugs
I've been awful bad
I've been riding way too close to the wrong path
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like-
Yes, of course, like
(Shine no more)
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
(See me shine no more)
Yes, of course
(Shine no more)
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Shoot for course
Five course meal, of course
18 hole golf courses
Baby rich, made in Rich'
Run the news, said "Fuck all y'all sources!"
Jumping' out of M3s
Y'all rentin' Bentleys
And takin' pics for IG's
Posted up in the streets
Lacin' the bald Forces
3301 we got multiple bitches for each of us,
Look like we all Mormon (Okay)
You takin the picks, but now you washed up
I call that boy Josh Norman (Okay)
And look at the rims
The money it spins on it,
Like it wheel of fortune
I used to pour up the Captain Morgan,
'Til I couldn't see nothin' but Natalie Portman
Uh
Now we here
No more oppas that I fear
I'm comin, I promise
I'm runnin' this year
Ain't never ran from nothin'
Since I was man, 18, I sat down and planned
Now look at the fuck where I am, damn
Now look at the fuck where I am
Shawty wanna dance in a mansion
Then knock out the plans,
Know down the walls,
I call it expansion
Handed me bands, now she been callin' me handsome
Killers comin' for her, ransom
Don't need to answer
I do not love you no more
They hated the shine, yes of course
They hated on the shine for a real long time
Yes, of course
Yes, of course I see you
Comin' through that magnolia tree
By yourself, I need,
(Shine no more)
The shine, yes, of course
The shine
All the time, over time
Even when I'm old and gone
(Even when I'm old and gone)
Two bags
I'm on the plane
She wanna complain,
I told a bitch, "Too bad"
Hop in new Jag
Wait, fuck, I don't do Jag
Just do the BMW,
Know German car relapse?
Don't wanna rewind,
I just wanna relax (Don't wanna rewind)
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
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