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Holding the key to unlocking the door
In your mind, in your mind, in your mind
Hard to believe, yeah it’s hard to believe what you find, what you find, what you find
Bones, I’m strong enough to break your fall
So hard to see what you see with the sun in your eyes, in your eyes, in your eyes

[Pre-Chorus]
Hoping, trying, players are losing
Live and dying, who are we fooling?

[Chorus]
How can I believe when everyone’s heart is breaking?
If it’s up to me to say what I want, what I want is to say
No more, no more, no more blood on the surface
We’ve been cut to pieces
Well, how can I believe when everyone’s heart is breaking
Broken and cheap like a token to keep to survive, survive, survive
Love is a tree but it’s open and sweet
Cause it’s all gonna eat you alive

[Pre-Chorus]
Hoping, trying, players are losing
Live and dying, who are we fooling?

[Chorus]
Oh, how can I believe when everyone’s heart is breaking?
If it’s up to me to say what I want, what I want is to say
No more, no more, no more blood on the surface
We’ve been cut to pieces
Well, how can I believe when everyone’s heart is breaking?

[Bridge]
Everyone’s heart
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no
Everyones heart (is breaking)
We’ve been cut to…
How can I believe when everyones heart is breaking

[Outro]
How can I believe when everyones heart is breaking
How can I believe?


Looks like Rihanna finally got her money from the b*tch.

Last night, Rihanna posted a pic Instagram of herself standing in front of a giant $100 bill painting. RiRi looked stunning as usual, but it’s the painting that’s getting the most attention from her fans. In 2015, she had one of the biggest singles on the planet “B*tch Better Have My Money” a song that spawned a very explicit music video of the pop star torturing her accountant and his wife. In the pic, she donned an 80s themed outfit that was recent debut at the Paris Fashion Week.

The pic has already inspired a few memes most of which centered around the smash hit single “BBHMM.” “How you feel when you finally get your money from the b*tch,” one fan wrote, while another added, “My gal RiRi finally get her money from that bish just look at the size of that dollar bill.” Rihanna is creating a bit of history of her own on Billboard despite dropping her last album almost two years ago. This week she became the first artist to have five number one singles on the Billboard Dance Club Songs chart in a single calendar year.

Aside from racking up more accolades on the charts, Rihanna recently conquered the cosmetic products market with the release of her Fenty Beauty line of makeup products. Her Fenty Beauty products have been selling out as fast as they can be stocked and other competitors in the market are already feeling her presence. The Bajan pop star is also quietly working on her upcoming album. She has a song coming out with incarcerated reggae legend Buju Banton. There is no word yet on when the new project will arrive, but she has already started registering some songs slated for release in the coming months.

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[Intro: Future]
High end, yeah
You know, what we doin’ (what)
I’m set, slatt, set, gang, set

[Verse 1: Future]
I’m on a high end (jet)
I’m ’bout to fly in (set)
Hop in a Cayenne (skrrt)
I was just glidin’ (I was just glidin’)
I just be stylin’ (stylin’, style)
I’m on a high end (I’m on a high)
I’m on a fly end (eh, yeah)
We ’bout to fly in (yeah, ooh)
Jump in the Cayenne (jump in the Cayenne)
Jump in the Cayenne (skrrt, skrrt)
Ran out of mileage (ran out of mileage)
Gotta go find it (gotta go find it)
Sit next to a thotty (sit next to a thotty)
In a big body (in a big body)
Juug set Wu-Tang (juug set Wu-Tang)
We like Shaolin (we like Shaolin)
Bust down Tony (yeah, yeah)
Bust down [?] (bust down [?])
Rockin’ Balenci’ (rockin’ Balenci’)
Whippin’ up big B’s (whip up big B’s)
What’s the total?
What’s the list read?
Plain Jane watch, Richard Mille (yeah)
Richard Mille cost me ’bout an Aston-Martin
Left my Tesla sittin’ at the house on the charge
I just met the owners of Chanel and Diadora
‘Cause they say I’m spendin’ too much money in the stores
Pluto

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Haha
Everything high end (high end)
I whip the Masi’ (Masi’)
I pop a half a perc (half a perc)
Make a deposit (‘posit)
I am not from the Earth (from the Earth)
Stay on my fly shit (fly shit)
I’m flyin’ private (private)
On my Dubai shit (‘bai shit)
On a Ducati, stuntin’ on ’em
All of you niggas my little homies
Here’s some knowledge for you
Stop tryna wife a thot bitch
All the vampires know that we don’t go to sleep
We stay up all night, pop me two or three, pill exotic type
Everything high end, you see the stars
And my Richard Mille cost more than your car
Everything high end (high end)
Everything high end (high end)
And you fake, nigga (fake, nigga)
Should retire (retire)
And you fuck niggas (fuck niggas)
Should get fired up (fired up)
Don’t fuck with Fed niggas (Fed niggas)
They be wired up (wired up)

[Interlude: Future]
Pluto
Everything high end

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Uh (pew, pew)
I wanna bargain (on God)
‘Bout to hit Khaled (yeah)
I want an X pill (uh)
I want a molly (uh)
I’ma get seasick (seasick)
From these diamonds (from these diamonds)
Eyes locked in (uh huh)
I would climb in (let’s get it)
She ’bout to climax (yeah)
Put the doors in knap sacks (snacks)
Put some ice on a basic bitch (put some ice on a basic bitch)
Put some hundreds in gem clips (look like a thotty)
Freaky in my car (yeah)
Maybach seat massage (skrrt, skrrt)
Backseat turn to bump (yeah)
Security outside like a guard (damn)
Securin’ my spot, I’m a dog (secure)
Securin’ the spot like a guard (secure the spot)
I’m a big B like a wasp (uh)
Can’t come to me, I’m a boss (yeah)
400 racks on my car (uh)
Got a old mink on the floor (damn)
King Tut gotta say it’s old (auction)
Spend a milli’ at a store (to get tags)
Got my wrist like King Tut’s (now go get that)
Caught my first body, I was a man from there (yeah)
Nigga tried to take my money, I left his ass in there
Then hopped inside the Jag, I did the dash, you know that (skrrt)
I ain’t gon’ stay on no scene, I let my lawyer handle that (yeah)
Get it
Everything high end (uh)
I see it, it’s mine then (I got it)
I like it, I bought it (it’s mine)
I’m wet up like faucets
Catch up to not get
We don’t let bygones be bygones

Eardrummers

[Chorus: YG Hootie]
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all my real ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city

[Verse 1: YG Hootie]
My city be grindin’, no fakin’ (no fakin’)
My city don’t rock with them niggas hatin’ (they be hatin’)
I’m the one, I put the city on the billboard (billboard)
I’m the one, I got some hitters that’ll kill for it (kill for it)
You know you don’t want beef, we’ll cook that (cook that)
You know it’s a hundred bands in my bookbag (in my bookbag)
Everything we do is for the city (for the city)
Kill the competition, no pity (no pity)
Me and Kendrick ’bout to run sh*t (’bout to run sh*t)
We don’t say we did sh*t ’cause we done sh*t (done sh*t)
If I hit a lick, boy, it’s more than one lick (more than one lick)
If I get a chick, boy, it’s more than one chick (more than one chick)

[Chorus: YG Hootie]
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all my real ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all the bad ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
My city never want for nothin’ (never want for nothin’, ayy)
My city love it when I’m hustlin’ (love it when I’m hustlin’, ayy)
I flip the merchandise and rotate (I flip the merchandise)
I’ve been a mogul and I’m heavy (I am an enterprise)
Every time I rep it’s with the extras (with the extras)
I be on one, I be zonin’, I be flexin’ (I be flexin’)
This sh*t gotta be the oil talk (oil talk)
This sh*t gotta be all your fault (all your fault)
Big body movin’ with my name on it (name on it)
Big body, tell me she gon’ sing on it (sing on it)
Me, my nigga Hootie, we gon’ make a movie (we gon’ make a movie)
I got moves to make, officer don’t shoot me (officer don’t shoot)
California-raised, California-paid, yeah (yeah)
California K’s, watch out for the strays, yeah (yeah)
10 toes down, keep it underground, yeah (yeah)
Ho we ran it then, now we run it now, yeah

[Chorus: YG Hootie]
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all my real ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all the bad ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city

[Verse 3: YG Hootie]
Lil’ mama, she bad, I’m gon’ spin (gon’ spin)
I’ma take her straight to the pad, we goin’ in (goin’ in)
I’ma let you see the hood, I’ma let you see the rooftop (rooftop)
Let you see the trap, I’ma let you see the new spot (new spot)
I’m the man in my city, yeah
Far as dough, we got plenty, yeah
I’m the reason the 4 Seasons is full of real ones
The G’s in, it’s our season, we finna kill ’em
I’ma put the team on like a boss (like a boss)
I’ma put my girl on just to floss (just to floss)
We don’t care what the world on ’cause it’s ours (’cause it’s ours)
Tell ’em we don’t fear nothin’ but a charge
I’ma put the team on like a boss (like a boss)
I’ma put my girl on just to floss (just to floss)
We don’t care what the world on ’cause it’s ours (’cause it’s ours)
Tell ’em we don’t fear nothin’ but a charge

[Chorus: YG Hootie]
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all my real ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city
I’m the one in my city, all the bad ones with me
I get love in the city, I get love in the city
I get love in the city, I’m the plug in my city

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yah

[Verse 1: Kris Wu & Travis Scott]
I got all this money, so I know you won’t expect this (yahhh)
Runnin’ on the low-low, but I know that you interested
I just made a call, you and your girls is on the guest list (yah, yah)
Maybe you’re still liquor, but I swear I wanna French kiss (it’s lit)
And that body on you girl, I promise that’s impressive
Rollie on my wrist, I’m trynna chill, but still I’m flexin’
Baby, you a star and all these others girls is extras (yah)
I been on the block, I’m trynna build with you like Tetris, oh (straight up)

[Pre-Chorus: Kris Wu & Travis Scott]
Listen, listen, know you trippin’, trippin’, you won’t catch me slippin’, oh (yah, yah)
Racks on me, spend it all on you, I ain’t scared of tippin’, oh
Facts on me, I ain’t spittin’ fiction, say it with conviction, oh
You a vixen, I been checkin’ for you, don’t know what you missin’ (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Kris Wu (both)]
Girl, you know that you’re a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know, I know)
Shawty, you belong to me, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know it all)
Let me get you in your zone, yeah, yeah, yeah (all day, all night)
Maybe we can take it home, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Girl, you know that you a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know, I know)
Shawty, you belong with me, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Let me get you in your zone, yeah, yeah, yeah (alright, alright)
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah (song)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Kris Wu]
I might write a song about you tonight (you tonight)
You the perfect melody for the life (and what I like)
Let me make you famous, Michael Jackson dangerous
You my favorite song, add you to my playlist (oh)

[Pre-Chorus: Kris Wu & Travis Scott]
Listen, listen, know you trippin’, trippin’, you won’t catch me slippin’, oh (yah, yah)
Racks on me, spend it all on you, I ain’t scared of tippin’, oh
Facts on me, I ain’t spittin’ fiction, say it with conviction, oh
You a vixen, I been checkin’ for you, don’t know what you missin’ (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Kris Wu (both)]
Girl, you know that you a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know, I know)
Shawty, you belong to me, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know it all)
Let me get you in your zone, yeah, yeah, yeah (all day, all night)
Maybe we can take it home, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Girl, you know that you a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know, I know)
Shawty, you belong with me, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
You don’t gotta sleep alone, yeah, yeah, yeah (alright, alright)
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah (song)

[Bridge: Travis Scott & Kris Wu (both)]
Girl, you know that you a freak
Shawty, you belong with me
Let me get you in your zone
Maybe we can take it home, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Kris Wu (both)]
Girl, you know that you a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah (I know, I know)
Shawty, you belong to me, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Let me get you in your zone, yeah, yeah, yeah (alright, alright)
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah (song)

[Outro: Kris Wu]
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, you deserve a song, yeah, yeah, yeah