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Zone six
I got money that I saved then I’m back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe ’cause I’m back on road
I still do these hoes the same when I’m back on road
If you wasn’t there for me when I was all alone
Then bitch don’t expect no love when I’m back
I’m just an East Atlanta nigga with a body on this belt
I done had a million beefs but I ain’t never call for help
I’ll take a nigga bricks and I done took a nigga reup
Put that pistol on your partner made him piss all on himself
Got your bitch so pissy drunk
That she done threw up on herself
‘Fore I send her back to you
She gon’ have Guwop on her breath
I’m the last real nigga left
I’m on an island by myself
I’m my only competition so I’m battling with myself
Facing prison, drug addiction
It’s like I’m battling with myself
I done shook up all my demons
Now I’m back to myself
You didn’t keep it real nigga so just keep it to yourself
Waiting on Gucci Mane to call you
Nigga better not hold your breath
I got money that I saved then I’m back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe ’cause I’m back on road
I still do these hoes the same when I’m back on road
If you wasn’t there for me when I was all alone
Then bitch don’t expect no love when I’m back
These niggas faking like they happy but they mad I’m home
I’m the two K sixteen Al Capone
I slap a nigga with a strap and then I throw him a hunnid
He be like fuck going to trial, man just throw me the money
Can’t eat, can’t sleep, man I miss these skreets
Muhammad Ali and these skreets miss me
I went from trappin’ on the block to niggas trappin’ for me
I left the trappin’ went to rap thought you’d be happy for me
And then your jealousy turned to hate
And you wrote a statement on me
But when they let me out them gates
My bitch was waiting on me
See I ain’t mad at you homie, we ain’t got no beef
But I ain’t got no rat for you, I know you must love cheese
I got money that I saved then I’m back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe ’cause I’m back on road
I still do these hoes the same when I’m back on road
If you wasn’t there for me when I was all alone
Then bitch don’t expect no love when I’m back

Look, vibe with me
Rhyme is tricky, who ridin’ with me
Who kinda miss me can kinda miss me, you kinda iffy
Don’t know the history? I’m from the city of stop and frisk me
The cops is jiggy, they spot the blickey then try and get me
My pops a Willie, said "Give her fifty, she pop her kitty"
He Bad Boy and he Poppa really, it’s not a Biggie
See my committee, block offici’, it’s not an ishy
Or I’m too lazy to cross roads, if not, I’m busy
It’s not a mystery who shot Ricky, but where the difference
Between the tré and the dough, boy, we bred different
So bear witness, this can leave you with head missing
If y’all can hear me, I guarantee you the feds listening
So I be spittin’ in barcode, nothin’ left in the tap, dog
And after the last call, the bar close
They spark Cohiba, cigar blow
Even Tony Stark knows the tension is thick as Wallabee Clark soles
But did I mention I’m sick and gotta be hardcore
Hard-boiled, taking your base, that’s what we ball for
Money over bimbos, that’s what the Mob for
Rappers stuck in limbo ’cause they were settin’ the bar low
Every time I rhyme on a track, it’s like a combo
King, we put the nine to your back, it’s like you Rondo
When it come to John, though, I’ma slaughter a John Doe
Drag him through a drive-thru like he ordered the combo
Hands on him, we wild style with the cans on him
Then come defeat, that’s my beliefs and I stand on ’em
Give you the Beats, no Doc Dre or brands on ’em
Some band want ’em, these verses hot and the fans want ’em
I’m from the school of them hard knocks with harder standards
I’ve been a hard rock before they added the Arm & Hammers
I’m at the nana’s, bogus method, we call it bama
Gun on the camera so we can shoot them in panoramas
Na-nana-nana, I’m feelin’ petty but watch your manners
Use proper grammar so we could stop with the propaganda
No type of slander but tell them hoes ‘I’m not your Santa’
Just want the body, nobody tryin’ to pot-and-pan ya
Cop scanners, a Fuller House but we not the Tanners
If shooters bringin’ them Hawks out, then it’s not Atlanta’s

If time is money, I got time and time saved
I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade
Nobody get ’til I got mine, my mind made
If time is money, I got time and time saved
I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade
Nobody get ’til I got mine, my mind made
[x2]

[Verse 1: Aloe Blacc]
Everybody needs a little room to make mistakes
You don’t have to be so perfect
You can go at your own pace

[Pre-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down

[Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When you’re tired and you’re weary
And you have no strength to go on
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When there’s no one to turn to
And all you’ve had faith in is gone
Let me carry you home

[Post-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home

[Verse 2: Aloe Blacc]
Everyone deserves a little precious time
To stumble till they find a little peace of mind

[Pre-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down

[Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When you’re tired and you’re weary
And you have no strength to go on
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When there’s no one to turn to
And all you’ve had faith in is gone
Let me carry you home

[Post-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When there’s no one to turn to
And all you’ve had faith in is gone
Let me carry you home

Below are the complete “You & Me” lyrics by Marshmello displayed. These lyrics were added 15 minutes ago.

You & Me lyrics

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me

[Chorus]
Doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
You and me

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[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me

[Bridge]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what we could be
You and me
And sometimes we fall in love with people at the wrong time
Sometimes, it’s okay, baby (yeah)

[Chorus]
Doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
You and me

[Outro]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me

Below are the complete “One Chance To Dance” lyrics by Naughty Boy displayed. These lyrics were added 46 minutes ago.

One Chance To Dance lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m no professional dancer
Baby, I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But I would learn any move
Get with any groove
Just to dance with you
I’ll let my feet do the talking
I met her out when I’m walking
Show you what I can do
And you know it’s true
When I dance with you

[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh, give me your hand
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I’ll be who I am
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance

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[Verse 2]
I’m no professional dancer
Baby, give me your answer
I’ll practice everyday
Don’t care what record plays
When I dance with you
You take the lead and I’ll follow
I’ll take my pride and I’ll swallow
May not have Jagger moves
But I ain’t gonna lose
When I dance with you

[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh, give me your hand
I’ll be who I am
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Bridge]
And if I fall to my knees
I won’t crumble and freeze
I’ll pick myself up and I’ll try it again, and again until you see
I’ll take you by the hand
Just listen to me
Oh baby, if you could just give me a half of a chance
To make you understand
I know exactly who I am
I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Post-Chorus]
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance
One chance, one chance to dance
One chance, one chance to dance