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[Intro]
Mmm Hmmm
Yeah
Mmm Hmmm
Egh!

[Chorus]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm, Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Ask me if I’m high, bitch, you know I’m NASA (Mmm Hmmm)
Ask me what’s you name, might forget the answer (Mmm Hmmm)
I’ll take everything in here except for chances (Mmm Hmmm)

[Verse 1]
Belt up on my shoulder, don’t forget who’s champion
Young Aries, nigga, always been a LA Ram
Never bandwagon, neighbors mad my pants saggin’
You can’t never tell me nothin’ when I’m on my line (Woo)
Before 21, these bitches know I been savage
Made it outta hell with this undertaker flow
Now I flip the money up and I do the tombstone
Said I’m never goin’ back, put that on my tombstone
Live the dream, tag-team everything two toned
When I pull up, do my reps and then I flex
Tell that bitch that she can suck it, this DX
Jumpin’ off the top, I hope you can catch me
I lost my mind and stopped second guessin’ (Mmm Hmmm)

[Chorus]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Only thing changed is addresses nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Sweet chin music, hit the blunt, you feel that? (Mmm Hmmm)
Why we never see you niggas, you chameleon (Mmm Hmmm)

[Verse 2]
I be in the building doin’ all my taunts
All black, I don’t feel like Ricky, more like Jimmy Ross
Yeah, couple of ’em changed soon as they got the news
I can tell what you say about me in your interviews
One day, I’ma run backstage with the chair
You been talkin’ ’bout then I light another flare
Way I’m feelin’ and I’m lookin’ ain’t no seein’ wrong (No)
Walkin’ out to my theme song
Seen the ass, baby girl, and I ain’t think long
And then I picked her up for that power bomb

[Chorus]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Only thing changed how we dressin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)

[Outro]
I’m the same as you left me nigga
Sweet chin music, hit the blunt, you feel that?
Mmm Hmmm
Mmm Hmmm
Mmm Hmmm
Mmm Hmmm

[Intro]
Mmm Hmmm
Yeah
Mmm Hmmm
Egh!

[Chorus]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm, Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Ask me if I’m high, bitch, you know I’m NASA (Mmm Hmmm)
Ask me what’s you name, might forget the answer (Mmm Hmmm)
I’ll take everything in here except for chances (Mmm Hmmm)

[Verse 1]
Belt up on my shoulder, don’t forget who’s champion
Young Aries, nigga, always been a LA Ram
Never bandwagon, neighbors mad my pants saggin’
You can’t never tell me nothin’ when I’m on my line (Woo)
Before 21, these bitches know I been savage
Made it outta hell with this undertaker flow
Now I flip the money up and I do the tombstone
Said I’m never goin’ back, put that on my tombstone
Live the dream, tag-team everything two toned
When I pull up, do my reps and then I flex
Tell that bitch that she can suck it, this DX
Jumpin’ off the top, I hope you can catch me
I lost my mind and stopped second guessin’ (Mmm Hmmm)

[Chorus]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Only thing changed is addresses nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Sweet chin music, hit the blunt, you feel that? (Mmm Hmmm)
Why we never see you niggas, you chameleon (Mmm Hmmm)

[Verse 2]
I be in the building doin’ all my taunts
All black, I don’t feel like Ricky, more like Jimmy Ross
Yeah, couple of ’em changed soon as they got the news
I can tell what you say about me in your interviews
One day, I’ma run backstage with the chair
You been talkin’ ’bout then I light another flare
Way I’m feelin’ and I’m lookin’ ain’t no seein’ wrong (No)
Walkin’ out to my theme song
Seen the ass, baby girl, and I ain’t think long
And then I picked her up for that power bomb

[Chorus]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Only thing changed how we dressin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)

[Outro]
I’m the same as you left me nigga
Sweet chin music, hit the blunt, you feel that?
Mmm Hmmm
Mmm Hmmm
Mmm Hmmm
Mmm Hmmm

[Intro]
Nowadays shit is crazy out here man
Gotta protect yourself, yeah

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me

[Verse 1]
Hundred bottles in the club when I land though
We was in the PJ flying high fucking up Nandos
Landed in Cannes for a couple bands, that was the plan though
We gotta get a couple model bitches we gon’ fuck on the damn boat
The ass and legs got me dippin’ out, we gon’ fuck with the Lambo
The pigs fuckin’ with me I’mma turn into Django
Let’s ride on these niggas ’til Kirk Knight gotta speed up the tempo
This Hennessy got me fucked up, yeah I ain’t feelin’ my pain though
Feelin’ my pain though

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me

[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ hatin’ niggas damning my interviews
Fuck what you thinkin’ my nigga? This USA shit get it critical
I’m not talkin’ lyrical
I’m talkin’ po-po-po that be shootin’ niggas in the blues
Shit is so cynical
Call up a Uber now my little niggas will finish you
Now look what I did to you
Motherfucker don’t you see that I’m ridin’
24/7 on the corner all my niggas they be all survivin’
Used to only hear ice cream trucks now all we hear is sirens
That’s ’cause this fucking world only stuck on money and violence
Money and violence

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me

[Intro]
500 Benz
500 Benz
Statik Selektah
500 Benz
500 Benz

[Verse 1]
Took the business class seats back to NYC
Left LAX with a bag of the THC
Straight reekin’
Nowadays I bounce back in full each weekend
Shorter days, longer nights, from my lack of sleepin’
Thinkin’ when this bi-coastal life is just dreams and
Now a nigga headed west the cold seasons
Wrist below freezin’, chicks is strip teasin’
They only suck a nigga when a nigga succeedin’
If she a go-getter then she never will achieve ’em
Best believe, ’cause all I do is fuckin’ lead ’em
Off in the right direction, teacher lent me lessons
Reduce the stress and balance out the imperfections
Hundred folded in my lap like many blessings
Every night ‘fore I take the chance, I ask questions
Somethin’ like, can you meet me at the Westin?
And after I fuck you, girl can I fuck your best friend?
Fuck it, I’m just shootin’ all my shots now
Hard to be humble, when you ridin’ with your top down
Picture me rollin’ up in my SL500 Benz
Mami sip on the potion while her hair blowin’ in the wind
I’m just tryna win but they hatin’ from the sideline
These niggas watch mine like a nigga primetime
I’m ten thousand feet right above your skyline
Sippin’ on the fine wine, the only thing on my mind

[Chorus]
500 Benz, AMG package
’95 classic, rare Gucci jacket
With the Cartier glasses, just to match it

[Verse 2]
So anytime I’m pullin’ off, it’s getaway fashion
Coppers’ll never catch him, I got hustler’s passion
Chick in my passenger seat, she lookin’ like she came out the pageant
And he down for anything that I ask or imagine
So I hit the corner store and copped a pack of the Magnums, shit
‘Cause I ain’t playin’ no games
Lil R&B chick and I ain’t sayin’ no names
Let her rock the mic and give a nigga soul brain
By the time this shit drops she’ll prolly be my old thang
I’m just young and livin’, pullin’ many women
If you was in my shoes, I bet you couldn’t say you wouldn’t
Been in the deep end since I got my foot in
Now these niggas wanna ride the wave all of a sudden

[Chorus]
SL500 Benz with the AMG package
And the rare Gucci jacket, Cartier glasses, just to match it
Cartier glasses, just to match it
I said
SL500 Benz with the rare Gucci jacket
And the AMG package
Cartier glasses, just to match it
Match it, Cartier glasses, just to match it, skrrt

[Outro]
500 Benz
Match it
500 Benz
Match it
500 Benz
Match it, match it
500 Benz
500 Benz

I’m sorry that I’m late
And I missed your call
But you know night turn into day
I didn’t stop to pause
I know I never see your face
And baby, that’s my fault
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
So don’t stress no more

You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down

You don’t ever let me down
Got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
All those other girls just look
They ain’t never takin’ your crown
And girl I know it gets on your nerves sometimes
When I don’t answer my phone
And yeah I double back on my words at times
But please don’t start with that tone, ’cause girl
I love you, you know, but I can’t be there
But when I get home, just roll my weed, yeah
What’s mine is yours, give you space to breathe here
Just weed and cush, that’s a major key here
Yeah, then you play me a song
Smokin’ smoke ’til we’re wavy and gone
Come home from a long hard day with the dons
Like where’s my pretty baby? I’m sorry it’s been long

I’m sorry that I’m late
And I missed your call
But you know night turn into day
I didn’t stop to pause
I know I never see your face
And baby, that’s my fault
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
So don’t stress no more

You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down

As much as you feel you’re a thorn
In the way that you feel, I come home
Every day when it rains
But it’s real
Between us, ground so far beneath us
Sometimes I can’t read ya
But it don’t mean I won’t treat ya
To a blunt full of that reefer
We may get in fights
But I can never see me leavin’
Somethin’ ’bout our cruise to high can bring us
Sober just don’t please us
If you’re wondering, yeah I’m still here because I see us
But Mary makes it easy to talk to you
Aww, yeah
‘Cause sometimes I just can’t spill my thoughts to you
I took you in every day
At the end of every day I belong to you
Belong to you
I’ll still pass the bong to you
I’ll write a song to you
I’ll do no wrong to you

I’m sorry that I’m late
And I missed your call
But you know night turn into day
I didn’t stop to pause
I know I never see your face
And baby, that’s my fault (that’s my fault, baby)
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
So don’t stress no more (don’t you stress no more)

You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
I promise

You don’t ever let me down
I won’t ever let you down
‘Cause you don’t ever get me down
I won’t ever let you down
‘Cause you don’t ever let me down
I can’t ever let you down, down, down
Down, down, down, down

It’s been like a month now
Since you left my side
Got me smokin’ a blunt now
But there ain’t no vibe
‘Cause I fucked up badly
All I did was push
Now there’s no more weed
No more cush
And I’m deep in the south side
And I can’t find love
I was lookin’ for my brown skin
Tryna find that buzz
Now what have you done, Stormz?
Now what have you caused?
And we weren’t just bredrens
We were so much more
Girl, you was my hero
The beat to my heart
And them tears on your face
Man, they tear me apart
Man, I just wanna fix you
Fix what I broke
No covers on the sofa
No more smoke
And I pray God saves you
Man, I pray all night
I just wanna say thank you
‘Cause you saved my life
But I cut you deep
And I know how it looks
Now there’s no more weed
No more cush
No more cush
No more cush, yeah
Now there’s no more cush
No more cush