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[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yea
Yeah yeah yeah
Wheezybeats

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Bae, ya dig
Oh yeah yeah
Dont walk nowhere, you in a weelchair yeah
Dont stop and stare, she mine yeah
Look at my pimp card, player yeah
These hoes will do you the baddest
If you find one bad bag
If you find a bad bitch then keep her
Foreign cars, they back in
Never pour no trash
Im red like a firetruck, just got back from NASA
Bought my bitch the new wagon, you dont know nothin bout [?]
A red carpet, the ground that she walk on
I told her to get whatever she want

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Im still gettin fetti, pockets [?] lettuce (racks)
Young nigga so broke I can bet it (broke), I know he a rat he go tellin’ (snitch)
These rappers they pussy I smell it (pussy), I want that bread like a deli (bread)
Pour by the four I dont match (lean) , bitch I need all of my extras (extras)
All of these niggas they act like they with it and ain’t even ready
Bitch Im goin out like Ox did on Belly came from the block i was robbin and sellin
Talk out a pole with a Mac-11, [?] the dice so we servin [?]
Count up that cash, I need that guap
Count up that cheese, I need a knot
She suck on the dick like a lollipop, told her booled up on the molly rock
We sip that lean we dont drink Ciroc, put on Celine when I’m steppin’ out
I got that beam on the K, YSL got it engraved
Pussy niggas throwin’ shade, kill them and piss on their grave

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Im still gon’ serve you, I still got birds too
These drugs won’t hurt you, these drugs won’t hurt you
Still got a egg beater (skrr skrr), still got an old pot (skrr skrr)
Still niggas still plottin’, still niggas gettin’ shot
Big ol’ bankroll, pockets on snot nose
Took a bitch out the hood, and put her in designer clothes
I’m in my rarri, took a plate to Calamari (eat it up)
Rings like Horry, play like Curry, bitch Im sorry
Thats why a nigga need a bad bitch, she know how to treat a savage
She won’t even talk to 12, she ain’t even gotta ask me
Trappin’ out a old park, pull up dinosaur, Jurassic
She got a cute face, bad body, but I took her now she all plastic
Barbie doll, barbie doll, Trapstar, block boy
Thousand feet from a neighbor cause I want a tiger and I paid for it
Imma ride with him, Im gon’ slide with him
I might put my trust in him, I might put my pies in him
I ain’t gon get tied in him, Imma fly with him
Imma, yeah

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

Chorus:

Smoke Cigarettes, cancer in the chest, like cardiac arrest
I’ve been feeling stressed tryna find ways to impress her
Showing her that I love, tryna show her an effort
Gotta keep it together

Post Chorus:

I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
She picks my heart off of the floor
I’m addicted ya I need me some more
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
She picks my heart off of the floor
I’m addicted ya I need me some more

First Verse:

This a love letter that I wrote
She keep me up when i’m feeling low
She’s my overdose dose
Being heartbroken is so last year
Having breakdowns and she’s wiping my tears
I’ve been feeling fine ever since she’s been mine
In other words yeah, she changed my life
Open up like a book, let her read me
One call away if she ever needs me
If I ever fall apart I know she gon keep me together
Treat me like a promise baby keep me forever

Pre-Chorus:

I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
Ima meet you back at the chorus
PS, baby girl you’re so gorgeous

Chorus:

Smoke Cigarettes, cancer in the chest, like cardiac arrest
I’ve been feeling stressed tryna find ways to impress her
Showing her that I love, tryna show her an effort
Gotta keep it together

Post Chorus:

I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
She picks my heart off of the floor
I’m addicted ya I need me some more
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
She picks my heart off of the floor
I’m addicted ya I need me some more

Verse 2:

As I find my way to the bottom of this bottle
She’s in my head, please don’t get me started
I could talk about her all day, she’s on my mind always
As I find my way to the bottom of this bottle
She’s in my head, please don’t get me started
Thinking bout her all day, she’s on my mind always

Pre-Chorus

I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
Ima meet you back at the chorus
PS, baby girl you’re so gorgeous

Chorus:

Smoke Cigarettes, cancer in the chest, like cardiac arrest
I’ve been feeling stressed tryna find ways to impress her
Showing her that I love, tryna show her an effort
Gotta keep it together

Post Chorus:

I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
She picks my heart off of the floor
I’m addicted ya I need me some more
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
She picks my heart off of the floor
I’m addicted ya I need me some more

Outro:

I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t wanna be lonely no more (oh)
I don’t…

[Hook]
I’m sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight
Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase
Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste
I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock babe
Grinding getting money nightfall to morning
We gone knock that boy off while we touring
Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman
Money on them bitches head I got it storming

[Verse 1]
I look myself in the mirror said “that money won’t change”
Im tryna buy a bigger house so there’d be no more complaining
My money good my lawyer straight gotta throw it out of the ring
You better believe it boy we leaving the same way that we came
If a nigga disrespect me then he might not be breathing
Alot of red flags around me everybody they bleeding
They know I got it out the streets I wrote my name in the city
And everytime I go to sleep im still fighting them demons
Count them backends with my road dog
Like a naked bitch dont make homie expose y’all
When i smoke that weed i get closed off
If I wouldve kept popping molly I would be throwed off

[Hook]
I’m sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight
Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase
Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste
I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock bhave
Grinding getting money nightfall to morning
We gone knock that boy off while we touring
Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman
Money on them bitches head I got it storming

[Verse 2]
Hard to realize what I been going through lately
Girl you stayed down through all the controversy
They throwing shade bih they Maybach it come with curtains
So I ain’t worrying bout whay they saying or what they doing dawg
Sacrifice way too much just to lose it all
If Quan name come up you know my whole crew involved
Point guard and I might move the ball
Im way behind the line might shoot em off
Yall niggas lame yall dont know what id do to y’all
Shawty play her part move the raw
Run up on me let that ruger blow
Bad bitches I need like two of those
Im tryna fuck her but she do the most

[Hook]
I’m sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight
Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase
Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste
I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock babe
Grinding getting money nightfall to morning
We gone knock that boy off while we touring
Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman
Money on them bitches head I got it storming

Good times are comin’
Hold on to your fight
These days are nothin’
Where there’s darkness there is light
Good times are comin’
I know you heard that before
Remember those nights
You was just gettin by
Well you ain’t gotta do that no more

Oh what a feelin’
You’ve got to feel it, I know
Oh what a feelin’
And not a minute too soon

Don’t make it hard when it’s easy
You don’t need a reason
To have a good time
You’ve gotta have a good time
Don’t make it hard when it’s easy
You don’t need a reason
To have a good time
You’ve gotta have a good time

Good times are comin’
Just one more sleepless night
[?] in the morning, I’m tellin you
We’re all gonna be alright
Good times are comin’
Don’t let ’em take your light
When the sun goes down and the dark comes out
We’ll still be shinin’ bright

Oh what a feelin’
You’ve got to feel it, I know
Oh what a feelin’
And not a minute too soon

Don’t make it hard when it’s easy
You don’t need a reason
To have a good time
You’ve gotta have a good time
Don’t make it hard when it’s easy
You don’t need a reason
To have a good time
You’ve gotta have a good time

I’m ’bout to have me a good time
And you should have you a good time, too
I’m ’bout to have me a good time
And you should have you a good time, too

Don’t take it for granted
Your life, my life, we the ones livin’ it
And we already winnin’
We’re not finished
They go’n wanna ride on my [week?]
Good times, good times, yeah

Don’t make it hard when it’s easy
You don’t need a reason
To have a good time
You’ve gotta have a good time
Don’t make it hard when it’s easy
You don’t need a reason
To have a good time
You’ve gotta have a good time

I’m ’bout to have me a good time
And you should have you a good time, too
I’m ’bout to have me a good time
And you should have you a good time, too

[Verse 1]
I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future, even if you fail

[Chorus 1]
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream
I have a dream

[Verse 2]
I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness; still another mile

[Chorus 2]
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream
I have a dream
I’ll cross the stream
I have a dream

[Interlude]

[Verse 3]
I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail

[Chorus 2]
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream
I have a dream
I’ll cross the stream
I have a dream