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[Chorus: Drew Love]
It’s hard to sleep these days
The sounds of all the screams keep me awake
Love is gone, love is gone
Bend until we break, stand by and watch us all go up in flames
Love is gone, love is gone (uh, yeah)

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Shit, the world is a flame
We worry about materials and the simplest things
When cops are killing people, and can’t take the blame
They get acquitted, then you wonder why all the people rage, stupid
We all keep praying for peace, praying for progress
If you live in the hills then you stay in the projects
So folks won’t listen if they think what I’m saying is conscious
They’d rather hear me turning up on some simpler topics
Yeah so what’s my place, am I outta line?
Then speaking what’s going on, and saying what’s on my mind
This shit is fucked up, plus it’s happening all the time
My job, as a rapper is to entertain, we tryna shine
I’m not no politician, but they listen, somebody inform ’em
All the kids gotta find out whats really important
I got a platform and a voice and a stage to perform on
Music could be a good escape, but outside it’s been storming

[Chorus: Drew Love]
It’s hard to sleep these days
The sounds of all the screams keep me awake
Love is gone, love is gone
Bend until we break, stand by and watch us all go up in flames
Love is gone, love is gone (yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
As I sit in the studio, guess the thinking is
If the statement’s too crazy then should I finish this
Or if my image is pretty, don’t wanna blemish this
Or ever split up my fans, reduce my relevance
Pay attention and understand what the premise is
Everything not gravy, we can’t pretend it is
So I salute YG, fuck the president
‘Cause he a fucking racist supported by white supremacists
Fuck Donald, go back to just running businesses
We all wishing somehow we could’ve prevented this
Until we all love each other nobody benefits
Minorities and feminists, trans, gays and immigrants
The government mix politics and religiousness
So a man’s body’s more free than a woman’s is
The anger is real, the riots are limitless
And nothing’s gonna change ’til we killing off all this ignorance

[Chorus: Drew Love]
It’s hard to sleep these days
The sounds of all the screams keep me awake
Love is gone, love is gone
Bend until we break, stand by and watch us all go up in flames
Love is gone, love is gone

[Outro: Drew Love]
Monsters, we’ve turned into monsters
How did we get the way we are?
How did we get the way we are?
How did we get the way we are?
Our conscience, we lost it
How did we get the way we are?
How did we get the way we are?
How did we get the way we are?
We are, we are
How did we get the way we are?
We are, we are
How did we get the way we are?
We are, we are
How did we get the way we are?
We are, we are
How did we get the way we are?

It was Christmas Eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
"Won’t see another one"
And then he sang a song
‘The Rare Old Mountain Dew’
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen-to-one
I’ve got a feeling
This year’s for me and you
So, Happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They’ve got cars big as bars
They’ve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me Broadway
Was waiting for me

"You were handsome!" "You were pretty
Queen of New York City"
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks, they were singing
And we kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing ‘Galway Bay’
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

"You’re a bum, you’re a punk"
"You’re an old cut on junk
Lying there almost dead
On a drip in that bed"
"You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy [?]
Maybe Christmas, you [?]
I pray God it’s our last"

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day

"I could have been someone"
"Well, so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you"
"I took them with me, babe
I kept them with my own
Can’t make it all alone
I’ve built my dreams around you"

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day

[Verse 1]
I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes, you’re holding mine

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

[Verse 2]
Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

[Chorus 2]
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight

[Instrumental]

[Chorus 3]
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect
I don’t deserve this
You look perfect tonight

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
Flexin’ on you, I’m your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin’ lugees like a motherfuckin’ Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I’m thumbin’ through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin’ like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin’ like Osama
Pussy rappin’ ’bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
Don’t sleep on me, don’t speak on me, it’s suicide
Aim it at your brain, it’s insane how them slugs fly
Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry?
Never leave my piece, .40 under the seat
Protect my family ’cause I don’t trust the police now
Love my choppa and I know she loves me
Ain’t no safety ’cause it got the lemon squeeze

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Don’t even try
You ain’t ’bout that life
You ain’t ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
Flexin’ on you, I’m your father (ayy, father)
Choppa spittin’ lugees like a motherfuckin’ Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I’m thumbin’ through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin’ like Obama (yeah)
Blew up big, got me feelin’ like Osama
Pussy rappin’ ’bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa
If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c’est la vie
Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what’s the problem?
It can go down right now, just slide up
Should think smarter, should think better
And I ain’t ’bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
I ain’t here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Don’t even try
You ain’t ’bout that life
You ain’t ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Chris Brown]
Flexin’ on you, I’m your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin’ lugees like a motherfuckin’ Llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I’m thumbin’ through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin’ like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin’ like Osama
Pussy rappin’ ’bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a Yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa
Know I told her, yeah but bitch, you know I keep a Yoppa, keep a Yoppa

[Verse 1: CVBZ]
Growin’ up in the golden age
Throwin’ rocks at your window pane
"Kiss me once and I’ll float away"
But that ain’t me anymore
Well I don’t mind if I sell my soul
To get a song on the radio
"Credit cards and my student loans"
That’s so millennial

[Chorus: Fetty Wap & CVBZ]
Do you remember how it feels to be young?
Do you remember?
We could be anyone
Now I miss the view from the floor of your room
September came way too soon
Do you remember how it feels to be young?

[Break: Fetty Wap]
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Remember cuttin’ class, we would smoke and chill
It was only gym and lunch, we thought it was real
I was even failin’ math, I ain’t even care
Yeah just to be around you made it worth it
I dropped out, but you still said I’m perfect
I remember at the prom you was perfect
I remember you were walking on graduation day
I never got the chance to say

[Chorus: CVBZ & Fetty Wap]
That I remember all the time that we spent
And I remember you were really my friend
And I remember you were really my friend
And I remember when they all looked and laughed
Now it’s crazy how they all on your ass
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah, baby

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, baby, it feels great, mothafucka, yeah
Yeah, baby, it feels great, mothafucka, yeah

[Break: Fetty Wap]
Yeah, it feels great, mothafucka, yeah
Yeah, it feels great, mothafucka, yeah, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Fetty Wap & CVBZ]
Do you remember how it feels to be young?
Do you remember we could be anyone?
Now I miss the view from the floor of your room
September came way too soon
Do you remember how it feels to be young?

[Break: Fetty Wap]
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah (yeah)
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah (yeah)
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It feels great, mothafucka, yeah