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Uneventful days, uneventful nights
Living in that dark, waiting for the light
Caught up in these neverending battle lines
Everything has changed and nothing feels right

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know it’s gone
I know, I know, I know it’s gone
Ooh yeah

Neverending days, neverending nights
Everything I say, I know I can’t get right
Let me (?) every morning that light
You might know my name, you don’t know my mind

I don’t even know what’s wrong (the days without you)
Only ten minutes to go (leave me cold and alone)
I don’t even know now
Found my way without you (no no no)
I don’t even know now (oh, gonna leave me alone)

Uneventful days, uneventful nights
Living in that dark, waiting for the light
Nothing you could say could make it come to light
I don’t have a way to make you change your mind

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know it’s gone
I know, I know, I know
It’s gone
Yeah

Neverending days, neverending nights
Time is moving slow, I don’t even mind
Let me (?) every morning that light

Got nowhere to go, got nowhere to fight

?? gonna work now
??
?
Nothing but a low down, let down
Why don’t I get down, left down
??
In and out of love all night

Neverending days, neverending nights
Everything I do, you know I don’t do right
I’ve been waiting around all night
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me

[Verse 1: Russ]
Yeah
Her ass fatter than fat and she got good throat
Sit that cad on my lap, I give it good strokes
I might have to fly her out to Mikanos
Or maybe to Japan so I can hit her like I’m Ichiro
She knows what the fuck is up, I ain’t gotta dumb it down
Tatted like Rihanna, pussy singing like it’s run-of-town
I love it, she’s a freak
I promise if I could, I’d fuck her seven days a week
Face from the middle east, ass from the west indies
Suckin’ the soul up out of my body, rest in peace
Head got me wobblin’
She know I got cameras, she say we should vlog it
I know she got stamina, she say start joggin’, yeah

[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me (Uh)
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me (Uh)

[Verse 2: BIA]
Light me up, light me up
I done seen the whole world and they knowin’ ain’t hot as us
Bankrolls, dank roll, they ain’t really as loud as us
I be hopin’ that it’s love but it really just be the lust
Anything Fort Rush now, it’s [?] on the touchdown
It’s a cold world, get a bust down
How you get my mind before my body and my trust now?
He say life is too short and we should fuck now
I think I’m finna break him, it’s gon’ be quick
He know I ride that dick ’til I get seasick
Wavy lil’ bitch to talk that east shit
Nasty but don’t put nothin’ past me
Now I got the pussy and the power if you ask me

[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me

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[Intro]
(Hype)

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt

[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype

[Post-Chorus]
Just don’t believe the hype
Take it from me, you’ll be with your kind, yeah
Just don’t believe the hype
Everywhere you go, you won’t be surprised, yeah
(Hype)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt

[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype
(Take me with you)

[Post-Chorus]
Just don’t believe the hype
Take it from me, you’ll be with your kind, yeah
Just don’t believe the hype
Everywhere you go, you won’t be surprised, yeah
(Hype)

[Break]
(We’re gonna rely pretty heavily
On technology
And energy
To cover up the fact that we’re only two people
But I think we can do it)

[Bridge]
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’
But I can hear the way, yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’
But I can hear the way, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’ (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’ (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
You’ll be with your kind, yeah

[Outro]
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe the… (Hype)
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe it
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe the… (Hype)
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe it

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[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed

[Verse 1]
Weezy F made it, I’m finna kill it, go ahead and bury it
I got my gun, I’ma Mariah Carey it
I love the money so much I’ma marry it
Don’t know how to act, I feel like a barbarian
He don’t want beef, that nigga vegetarian
Gun with a silencer like a librarian
I be the reason all these bitches staring
She swallows my kids, not good at parenting
Pay me a hundred-fifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I don’t buy a car I put it on my wrist (Bling, bling)
Rocking red just like Popovich
Shooting no stock ain’t nobody stopping it
They pocket watching ain’t nobody [?]
[?] MAC-11 with the cooling kit (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
Ain’t no telling what they gon’ do
Catch ya at the red light, pull up, vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in, we smell bitch in the room
Ayy, shoot that dude
Brah-brah-brah coming out that tool

[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed

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[Intro]
Yeah
Haha, these niggas was playin’ with Camp, for real
Fuck wrong with these niggas?
Ha, these niggas got they style from me, fool
Yeah (King of the Vibes)

[Verse]
Woke up to some tweets about a homecoming (What?)
While I’m readin’ all this fuck shit, I’m still thumbin’ (Brr)
Still gunnin’, I got racks, split it with the guys (Guys)
I swear these niggas, they gon’ hate it when a nigga rise
I got a pretty bitch named Nina, keep her on my side (Fuck)
No, I ain’t have to cop the Lamb, but I just love to glide (Ooh)
These pussy niggas prolly hatin’ cause I’m inside
They baby mama, I’ma truck it just like Roll Tide (Truck it)
I’m fully loaded, I’ma shoot it ’til the clip gone (Brr)
These niggas fuck with me from L.A. down to Bowen Homes
And R.I.P. (Woo)
I went from broke to fat pockets, look at me (What?)
I fuck with Texas, give no fucks ’bout PV (What?)
I used to hustle, used to pass out CDs (What?)
Broke niggas watchin’, I’m just prayin’ that they pleased (What?)
How I never let ’em play me? (Nah)
I get big bread, I ain’t gotta say, “Cheese” (Fuck ’em)
Niggas rather post a pic and hide behind the keys (Fuck ’em)
Niggas talkin’ hits, bitch, I got a few of these (Fuck ’em)
I am the culture, I’m the nigga that they sound like (Yeah)
Most these niggas in the game, they just my sound bytes (Facts)
Kiss 5 comin’ soon, what that sound like? (Heat)
Niggas say I ain’t the G.O.A.T., well, that don’t sound right
Niggas always runnin’ ’round sayin’ I’m slept on
Balenciagas on my feet, bitch, don’t get stepped on
Last year, I lost my daughter, do you know the pain?
But y’all don’t know ’cause I don’t let y’all in on everything (Nah)
It’s been plenty sunny days that I just pray it rain (Yeah)
Yeah, I been goin’ through some shit, the devil on my brain (Yeah)
Put plenty niggas in positions, then they switched sides
It’s alright, I’m still poppin’ like a fish fry
I’m too live, threw some rings on my fist, why?
So you can see them diamonds when I tell your bitch, “Bye”
I miss my granddaddy, Charles, he died earlier this year (Yeah)
At the funeral, and I ain’t even drop a tear
‘Cause I was numb to the pain, I was numb to the hurt (Hurt)
Prayin’ to my grandma, and she told me, “It’s gon’ work” (Grandma)
Told me, “Keep on workin’,” told me, “Step on niggas’ necks” (Necks)
And she in Heaven too, angels on me, yes, I’m blessed (Blessed)
Holdin’ all the weight, I put the pressure on my chest (Yeah)
I’d be lyin’ to you if I said I wasn’t stressed (Yeah)
The money still comin’ so I’m good, ho (Good)
Born in Milwaukee, I still put on for the hood, ho (Yeah)
But the north side raised me, can’t forget that (Yeah)
And I’ma shit on every nigga, just for get-back (Yeah)
Remember how y’all treated me, I won’t forget that (Yeah)
I was fucked up, tryna get a hit back (Yeah)
When I got hits on every project that I dropped, though (Yeah)
And with that homecoming money, I’ma shop, ho (Yeah)
And buy your bitch AMIRIs (Let’s go)
These niggas never mind they business, call ’em Siri (Woo)
I just pray, before I die, these niggas hear me (Niggas hear me)
These niggas broke and they contagious, don’t come near me (Yeah)
Y’all don’t want me on a feature, do you fear me? (Yeah)
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
And I love all my fans so dearly

[Outro]
Shoutout to my Texas fans
Shoutout to everybody that was talkin’ shit in my, uh, my Twitter this weekend, y’all inspired this shit
I love when I get enough inspiration to go rap, like, right on point
You know what I’m sayin’?
Please keep the hate up ’cause as long as you hate, the money gon’, uh, increase, so, uh, thank you
Good night