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Yeah, yeah
Here we go
Ha ha ha
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trapping and pitching?
Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my mama, your honor
I’m not gonna speak on a soul
They told me you reap what you sow
Props to my nigga, I’ll never forget all the times you took me where I needed to go
I woke this morning like fuck everybody and that’s how I knew that I needed to smoke
My nigga is felons you niggas is jealous and y’all just defining the meaning of broke
I’m gettin some brain, I pulled out my chain and she started lookin’ like she seen a ghost
Diamonds is cold like goin’ outside with no jacket and mama say you need a coat
I do not wanna be stuck in the hood all day I rather go jump off a boat
When your album dropping? All they wanna know
Two thousand for this Moncler coat
Mike Amiri cost me eighteen
That ain’t no shirt that was straight jeans
Pineapple Fanta when I be on it
But my little bitch she drinking straight lean
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trapping and pitching?
Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly
Ice hash in the bong
Take dabs ’til I’m gone
In the basement, growing base, this shit is strong like mase
Keep a low tip nail, ’cause it’s all about taste
I done did three mil’, did it all in one day
Hear ’em talk but I don’t believe ’em
New car so I’m gonna leave ’em
Talk down but they wanna be him, damn
They don’t go off like Khalifa man
2nd grade had two girlfriends
5th grade I was in Japan
Now I can never go broke again
I ain’t need no one to hold my hand
Uh, fuck up off me
If the weed good roll it then
Quick to turn a hater to a fan
Quick to get another million
Quick to spend it all with my fam
Quick to tell a nigga who I am
Quick to get my niggas out a jam
I’m a wrong one
Pass it around, ain’t got lungs
You better grow some
I remember people lying to me
Now I force em’ all to stand in line
How he got the bed buddy flyin’
My nigga don’t text me right now I’m too high
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now
Every day we can eat at Phillipe’s now
It’s hard to see through this weed cloud
I’m picking up bags when I leave town
A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red
Without these cameras they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
I’ve been that nigga since Simon Says
I heard you talk to a lot of feds
Bring your rent back to papi and gimme more
Fuck the Reup up at the Fendi store
Fuck the Reup up on Chanel
Fuck the Reup up on Vuitton
Last year I bet against the Cavaliers
I fucked the Reup on LeBron
We ain’t lookin’ for jobs livin’ like the mob
Hot temper keepin’ it calm
See I used to sleep in the slums
Now bitches chew me like a piece of some gum
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trapping and pitching?
Now I got ’em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumpin’ gotta bag it up quickly
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now
Every day we can eat at Phillipe’s now
It’s hard to see through this weed cloud
I’m picking up bags when I leave town
A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red
Without these camera’s they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
Perc’s, Xan’s, Lean, Perc’s
Without these camera’s they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
Now I got ’em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
Phone jumpin’ gotta bag it up quickly
Bag that up

[Verse 1]
It’s not just a phase
Now let me explain
I’m working through some shit
Sometimes I’m medicated
It’s hard to relay
The thoughts in my brain
I’m working for a life that’s not domesticated

[Pre-Chorus]
It never goes the way that you planned
Success is a door that always slams
I’m trying to break it
I’m trying to break it
Searching for words, and praying for signs
I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme
Don’t know how to say it
Don’t know how to say it

[Chorus]
That I’m losing my mind
Trying to find the perfect line
I think I’m running out of time
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
Yeah I’m losing my mind
Counting seconds passing by
And I don’t know when I’ll be fine
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

[Verse 2]
It’s not just a show
I need you to know
I’m trying to keep it real, sometimes it’s complicated
This battle for gold is killing my soul
It’s hard to be yourself when all you feel is jaded

[Pre-Chorus]
It never goes the way that you planned
Success is a door that always slams
I’m trying to break it
I’m trying to break it
Searching for words, and praying for signs
I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme
Don’t know how to say it
Don’t know how to say it

[Chorus]
That I’m losing my mind
Trying to find the perfect line
I think I’m running out of time
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
Yeah I’m losing my mind
Counting seconds passing by
And I don’t know when I’ll be fine
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

[Bridge]
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
It never goes the way that you planned
Success is a door that always slams
I’m trying to break it
I’m trying to break it
Searching for words, and praying for signs
I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme
Don’t know how to say it
Don’t know how to say I’m minutes away from going insane

[Chorus]
Cause I’m losing my mind
Trying to find the perfect line
I think I’m running out of time
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
Yeah I’m losing my mind
Counting seconds passing by
And I don’t know when I’ll be fine
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

[Outro]
I need a miracle
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

[Verse 1]
We were on fire
I slashed your tires
It’s like we burned so bright, we burned out
I made you chase me
I wasn’t that friendly
My love, my drug, we’re fucked up, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve been on the run so long, they can’t find me
You waken up to remember I’m pretty
And when the chemicals leave my body
Yeah, they’re gonna find me in a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Some days I can barely breathe
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up

[Verse 2]
You punched a hole in the wall and I framed it
I wish I could feel things like you
Everyone’s chasing that holy feeling
And if we don’t stay lit we’ll blow out
Blow out

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause we’ve been on the run so long they can’t find us
Who’s gonna have to die to remind us
That it feels like we chose this blindly
Now I’m gonna fuck up a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, last night
I might’ve messed it up again
Some days I can barely breathe
But after we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love (my love), my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my drug), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
(My drug) My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up

[Bridge]
(Hands up)
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Somedays I can barely breath
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

[Intro: Sonny Digital (Tag)]
Sonny Digitial

[Chorus: TK Kravitz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might just pull ’em bands out and it go crazy (aye)
I’m’a have you celebrate the cake like its labor day (ya!)
Pull up on a 4 G’s (ooh!), hoe you can’t afford these (skirr!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I’m a star if you ask me (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoe I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), me

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just took a xan (aye)
I just got my head right
Every second she’s on me got my bed right (ya!)
Stay away, heard you’re talkin’ to the fed’s right (ya!)
Stay away, bad bitch look like fast G (ya! huh?)
Runnin’ to the money like a track meet (yuh! yuh!)
Standin’ on my money, tall like athlete (yuh! yuh! huh?)
Fuck that bitch ’til her knee get ashy (yeah, yeah)
She suck my dick util her lips get ashy (yeah, yeah)
Nowadays I forgot ’bout Ashley (who?whoa whoa)
Drive around in some shit you can’t pronounce (skirr!) (aye)
Walk around in some kicks that you can’t pronounce (err!) (aye)
Like, why your clothes all look like hand-me-downs? (ew why?) (aye)
Now I’m gettin’ money, know you hate me now (aye) (good!)
Yeah, that chopper I ain’t scared now (gah!)
And when it come to it I ‘ill lay ya’ down

[Chorus: TK Kravitz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might just pull ’em bands out and it go crazy (aye)
I’m’a have you celebrate the cake like its labor day (ya!)
Pull up on a 4 G’s (ooh!), hoe you can’t afford these (skirr!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I’m a star if you ask me (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoe I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), me

[Outro: TK Kravitz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might just pull ’em bands out and it go crazy (aye)
I’m’a have you celebrate the cake like its labor day (ya!)
Pull up on a 4 G’s (ooh!), hoe you can’t afford these (skirr!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I’m a star if you ask me (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoe I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), me


Dave East and Wiz Khalifa drops the visuals for their collaborative single “Phone Jumpin.”

The cut is featured on East’s new album Paranoia: A True Story. The Sebastian Sdaigui and Fidel Ruiz-Healy-directed video was inspired by Busta Rhymes infamous video “Gimme Some More.” The cut starts out with a kid watching TV while wearing a Ski Mask. The screen then suddenly put him in a trance. The visuals then transitioned into a warehouse with Dave East rapping while face-painted contortionists pop up and some smoking hot ladies.

Wiz Khalifa appeared in his scene counting stacks of cash in a bathtub with bats flying around him. The two rappers then link up for a crime spree while rapping on top of cop cars with police helicopters hovering above them. The single “Phone Jumpin” also sampled Busta Rhymes classic “Gimme Some More” and Dave East ensures that he stays true to the music video theme for the original song. East new album Paranoia: A True Story was released in August and has since scored a few bangers.

He is currently working on his next album due sometime early next year.