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[Intro: Gucci Mane & Jake Paul]
Jake Paul
Aye, Gucci? (yah!)
Wanna show ’em how we do it? (burr!)
Ight, ayo, Sleep, you ready?
Remiiiiiix! Guwop!

[Verse 1: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday bro, fuck that Disney Channel flow
Every day I film my life, double the views of any show
Nickelodeon hit me up and I said "hell no!"
And FedEx hit me up, they ’bout to ship my Lambo (skrrt, skrrt!)
And I’m twenty years old, and the haters always fold
And the ice on me, cold, and in 1997
A new legend was born, now Jakey shooting haters down
Call me Jason Bourne, got big Gucci on the flow
(Brr, brr, brr!) This shit cold like the snow!
Mansion shopping on the low, they said Jake Paul is over
Sold twelve thousand at the show, it’s a Gucci mink coat (ooh)
It’s a yacht for the boat private jets to Ohio
So the kids that talk shit can see my life a TV show
And it’s everyday bro, and y’all know the house cost seven, man
And you know I just ain’t rentin’
And I be in the Aussie, eating shrimp on the barbie
All my exes look like Barbie and I pull up in the ‘Rari like
Bling, blow! Oopsie, I just told them the truth (my bad!)
And I just dropped some new merch
And it’s still really selling like a fucking God Church!

[Chorus: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro (it’s Gucci!)
I said, it’s everyday, bro!

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Every day I wake up and get it, that’s just me
If I don’t grind, then I don’t eat ’cause that ain’t shit comin’ free
I’m all the way in NYC, it’s all about the cheese
You gettin’ money? So are we, man, I rep 1017 (bih!)
I might pull up in a Lamborghini painted green (Guwop!)
Guwop back on the scene, you ain’t heard, man, I’m the king (work)
You can call me Wizop or you can call me Gucci (it’s Gucci)
Every day a hater hate, he mad because he losing
I rep like I’m producing (uh), but don’t know how to do it (no!)
They rappin’ bout that Pirus but don’t know how to use it (skrrt!)
In 1997, I would pull up in a Buick (huh?)
Now, every day, I’m changing cars, it’s kinda gettin’ confusing (damn)
Every day, my lady make me stand up like I pushed it (woah)
And every day, the paparazzi put me in the news clip (uh)
And every day, I try not hit nobody with the full clip
From East Atlanta, not the Chi but I’m back on my bullshit (it’s Gucci)

[Chorus: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday, bro (hey)
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro (wow)
I said, it’s everyday, bro!

[Verse 3: Jake Paul]
Forty five bands on the Aston Martin bed
Sleep when I’m dead, Billboard twenty under twenty, so they said
I ain’t no musician, I get bread, I’m just sayin’
Bought a Lamb that I slam on the gas to Calabas’
Tryna pass the Kardashians, puttin’ diamonds on my doggy too
Team 10, had to let me know
I get more for my clothes than these rappers get for shows
I just hit one hundred up the Malibu coast
And blew a hundred thousand on her
Now your girl a Jake Pauler, bam

[Chorus: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro
I said, it’s everyday, bro!

[Outro: Jake Paul]
Jake Paulers!
Album, album coming December first
Album, December first
Album, December first
December first, album, haha
Oh shit, your boy does music? Alright

[Verse 1: 6LACK]
Hands ’round my neck
You know I got a lot left
Can’t have nobody else getting away
You should get your confirmation today
Usually I don’t do no flying out
But I been going through some things on the road yeah
Thinking ’bout that old thing
We still haven’t even been to each other’s house
But baby that could wait for another time
I never been one to fuck up the vibe
Though I might fuck up your life

[Chorus: 6LACK]
Take one breath, take two (two)
The other side of you is on the loose
Ain’t got much to say
I shoulda copped the one way
Girl, I know you wanna stay, stay, stay

[Bridge: 6LACK]
You might have to catch a plane for this
You gon’ have to say my name for this
‘Cause usually, I don’t do no flying out
But something feel different this time (this time)

[Verse 2: 6LACK]
Don’t feel no way (no way, no way)
‘Less it’s from foreplay (foreplay)
You know you wetter than most
Brought you in on first class, that’s better than most
Now usually, I don’t do no flying out
But to keep it G, it’s been a long week and I’m feeling lonely
We still haven’t even fucked on each other’s couch
Maybe that should wait for another time
I never been one to fuck up the vibe
But I will fuck up your life

[Chorus: 6LACK]
Take one step, take two (two)
The other side of you is on the loose
Ain’t got much to say
Shoulda copped the one way
And I know you wanna stay, stay, stay

[Bridge: 6LACK]
You might have to catch a plane for this
You gon’ have to say my name for this
‘Cause usually, I don’t do no flying out
But something feel different this time (this time)

[Verse 3: T-Pain]
Just getting off stage now (when will you be home?)
Cause FaceTime ain’t enough face time
Tell your boss you ain’t working tomorrow
And ask ’em why they got my girl working so hard
Now, you gon’ make me use up all my miles
Famous niggas get so lonely
And I know you gon’ come and put it on me
And I can’t wait to put this in your mouth
I should probably go and take care of mine-uh
Text me when you land in South Carolina
Tell the Uber she can take one left, take two
Oh, I don’t really know what I’ma do when I see you
I don’t really have not much to say
That’s why I got the one way
That shit is expensive pay
So I had to put you on the plane for this

[Outro: T-Pain]
You might have to catch a plane for this
You gon’ have to say my name for this
‘Cause usually, I don’t do no flying out
But something feel different this time (this time)
Something feel different this time (this time, this time)

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Take it to the top
Just cause you are a character
Don’t mean you have character
We taking stock right now
You ready? Let’s go

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his biblehood never questioned
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only liars are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action’s always the proof
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties went in the bowl
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
Business deals and the Bentleys I can’t afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones would’ve thought I was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV’s true? The media deceiving you
They misrepresenting, misquoting then they misleading you
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
My last victory was great moments in Black history
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
No, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
All together, come on

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Verse 1]
Oh, hello son, I really wish I knew you
I’m your father you’ll probably never be introduced to
You’ll only see me on TV or maybe YouTube
But now I know your momma is probably dating some new dude
So how you liking Earth? Are you loving your existence?
I wasn’t at your birth, ’cause your mother made me miss it
I tried to get a visa, I applied and they denied it
‘Cause your momma told the police that I beat her, she was lyin’
And now I’m banned for something bad I ain’t even do
There’s a lot of land and water separating me and you
You’re far away in Australia and I am in America
So I cannot be there to do all of the things a parent does
This is my attempt at me raising you from a distance
You have Hopson in your blood, you are special and you are gifted
The punishment your mother has given me doesn’t seem fair
Just know I love you son, and I’m wishin’ that I could be there

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (it’s sad)
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
(Hell no) Nope, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
Now sing it with me, son

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (yeah, that’s it)
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma (that’s why what?)
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Verse 2]
I know you and your mom are staying with her parents, Bill & Kirsten
You’re partially black, I’m confident they’re feeling nervous
They don’t like coloured people, in their eyes you’re still a burden
They assume you’re gonna grow up shooting guns and stealin’ purses
But that’s not true, son, don’t be sad
I know you’re not like that, you know I got your back
Listen, here’s a funny joke that you could tell your grandmother
She looks like the Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters
Oh, I forgot, you’re too young to know what that is
But that’s the kinda thing I like to say to plumpy fat chicks
The humps on moms chest are not real, they’re elastic
And if you look closely you can see she’s made of plastic
Like a toy, you my boy, my son, my friend
I promise we gon’ be together somehow in the end
I am very ashamed that you don’t have my last name
Every night I go to bed and I’m feelin’ this wicked pain, because

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
(Hell no) Nope, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
You know what time it is, son

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (that’s right)
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma (daddy doesn’t fuck with who?)
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Verse 3]
Currently my life has hit the floor, I can’t lie to you, shit is hard
I should be building with the Lord, it could be what I’m missin’
Or maybe I should continue to hurt your momma and diss her more
Just to relieve the tension that sits in my heart, ’cause it is sore
When I’m spittin’ bars about all my cash and exquisite cars
This was on my vision and you were the one I did it for
My relationship with your momma is sittin’ in the morgue
After all this hell I can’t lie, I do wish she did abort
Our lives are so unhappy, ’cause this world is cold and nasty
Just know your daddy don’t condone havin’ a broken family
I’m so sad we couldn’t work out our issues ‘fore you arrived
And now you have to suffer, ’cause mom and daddy have stupid lives
You’re way too young to notice it, you don’t deserve to go through this
If I do see your mom again this time I will assault the bitch
At least then I’ll feel like my bannin’ was justified
Look at your momma, thank her for fuckin’ up all our lives, to sing

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
(Hell no) Nope, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
Where’s my choir at?

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (momma had to fuck it all up)
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma (daddy doesn’t fuck your momma)
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Bridge]
Oh, son, I’m sorry I can’t be
There with you, but I’ll be there soon
But daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma (no, no)
No, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
Just know that

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Someone take me

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Look, I didn’t power through the struggle
Just to let a little trouble, knock me out of my position
And interrupt the vision
After everything I witnessed, after all of these decisions
All these miles, feet, inches
They can’t add up to the distance
That I have been through, just to get to
A place where even if there’s no closure, I’m still safe
I still ache from trying to keep pace
Somebody give me a sign, I’m starting to lose faith

[Pre-Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly]
Now tell me: how did all my dreams turn to nightmares?
How did I lose it when I was right there?
Now I’m so far that it feels like it’s all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair
I’m trying to find

[Chorus: X Ambassadors, Bebe Rexha & Machine Gun Kelly]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
(It’s been a long time coming)
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Home, home
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Home, home

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Look, I’ve been through so much pain
And it’s hard to maintain, any smile on my face
‘Cause there’s madness on my brain
So I gotta make it back, but my home ain’t on the map
Gotta follow what I’m feeling to discover where it’s at
I need the (memory)
In case this fate is forever, just to be sure these last days are better
And if I have any (enemies)
To give me the strength to look the devil in the face and make it home safe

[Pre-Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly]
Now tell me: how did all my dreams turn to nightmares?
How did I lose it when I was right there?
Now I’m so far that it feels like it’s all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair
I’m trying to find

[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Someone take me

[Bridge: Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors]
I found no cure for the loneliness
I found no cure for the sickness
Nothing here feels like home
Crowded streets, but I’m all alone
I found no cure for the loneliness
I found no cure for the sickness
Nothing here feels like home
Crowded streets, but I’m all alone

[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, X Ambassadors & Bebe Rexha]
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Take me home
Home, home (take me home)
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me (someone, someone)
Nothing here feels like home
Home, home
Someone take me