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[Verse 1]
Got me lyin’ lyin’ for your love
Got me lyin’ lyin’ for your love
Am I losing losing myself
When I’m lyin’ lyin’ for your love?

[Chorus]
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Dyin’ dyin’ for your love
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Dyin’ dyin’ for your love
For your love

[Verse 2]
In the silence, silence we broke
Sometimes violence, she makes no sound
Just a shadow in the darkness
In the darkness we were
In the silence, silence

[Chorus]
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Lyin’ lyin’ for your love
I was insane, I was so blinded
Nothing remains, I didn’t mind it
Lyin’ Lyin’ for your love
For your love

[Bridge]
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

[Chorus]
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Dyin’ dyin’ for your love
I was insane, I was so blinded
Nothing remains, I didn’t mind it
Lyin’ lyin’ for your love
For your love

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug, nigga never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any of my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Shit changed shit sick now days
I ain’t worried about shit, look at my wrist now days
For them bands I make a nigga strip now days
Even though a nigga on our still won’t change
These new niggas they ain’t keepin’ it a hunnid
I swear these streets and they take a nigga conscious
We ain’t runnin’ we the ones doin’ a hunnid
Merkin’ niggas skrt off doin’ a hunnid
On the next blocks be livin’ dry regular
We ain’t talk feds tappin’ in the cellular
I know niggas want me dead I ‘on’t carry none
At some point, you gotta notice niggas amateurs
And I don’t got time to be fuckin’ wit’ you
I do not got time to be duckin’ from you
Say we runnin’ from four, bitch we runnin’ from who?
So I promise to catch a body when I run into you

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug, nigga never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any of my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
VVS diamonds my shit clear, your’s cloudy
E’rywhere I go I hear a nigga talkin’ ’bout me
SOB we the best no disrespect to DJ Khalid
If a nigga run up trippin’ I’ma catch a body proudly
The realest nigga some type can’t even turn fake
Seen a lot shit change when the fuckin’ K came
Crestside stays up but I don’t fuckin’ gangbang
And if a sucka slide bustin’ I’ma do the same thing
Ain’t fuckin’ wit’ you niggas ’cause you niggas too strange
TEC on my neck, hangin’ on a shoestring
I slide down your block and treat it like a shootin’ range
Real duffle bag boy like that nigga 2Chainz

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug nigga, never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any of my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Verse 3: Lul G]
For any of my brothers I knock a nigga down
I be posted in the Jag, we been thuggin’ wit’ them rounds
Opp niggas slide down get his ass knocked down
Double back, masked up, lettin’ off hella rounds
I be posted wit’ the thugs lately, we been sendin’ slugs
Paranoid off the kush, gotta lay of the drugs
Only nigga eighteen, I can whip out a dub
And these niggas they be mad ’cause these bitches show me love
But these bands, I don’t love for they bust yeah
Left pocket, pink fifties ridin’ thug yeah
And these bitches I don’t love ’em, I won’t cuff yeah
And these nigga I won’t ever ever trust yeah

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug nigga, never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Can’t trust these niggas you dig, they so broke
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides, a-hah
Brother with me in this bitch you digg, that’s one til infinity

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Whippin’ a brick, right out a crock-pot
Put me a coupe on some sticks, drinkin on [?]
We the slimiest it get, you wanna swap sides
My bitch is black and they white, I don’t do [?]
I’m in a chocolate Ferrari, yeah, I look like a spider
My fifth pocket molly
My partner on Roxies, yeah, my bitch caught a body
She eat up lil bitch like a [?]
She play with my drip I’ma dump her
She say I’m the best so I tongued her
Pimp the bitch, [?]
If you fuck my dog, make sure you keep it sexy
I’m pouring up Texas, Codeine
We got a few out of town it’s the nosebleeds
I just got a call from Scooter, and he told me

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 2: Future]
Triple cross, triple black cross, woah-oh-oh
Niggas they’ll look at you just like a mill, eat you like food
Where I grew up there were warlords
Where I’m from we worship the drug lords
I’m on molly and xan, with the black card
And this gang done
Gave me a black heart
We bury cash at the graveyard
Tatted my chest with them angels
Tell my bitch to keep away the danger
Money inside the problems
Puttin’ the gang on a private
You need to see life through my eyes
Mercedes all white navy blue top
I gotta get me another vault
Niggas ain’t doing the withdrawals, gotta keep acty on deck
I gotta keep Becky on deck
I keep it real, it ain’t no flex
Twenty five hundred for Actavis
I’m on a yacht with some convicts
Come from the gutter live lavishly
Keep one in the head automatically, yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BMFBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
You my nigga but I don’t trust your man, damn
He a CEO, but why he take the stand, damn
In every verse I be wrappin’ grams, yams
Just made a twin and played Uncle Sam, damn
Playing both sides’ll get you killed quick
I know you down to ride, but is you gon’ snitch
Trap the corner off [?] just me and rick
I get money in every zone, from one to six
These dirty bitches play both sides
Don’t trust these hoes cause all of them lie
These dirty lawyers they play both sides
They’ll Swap you out and make you do some time
A true feeling

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 1]
Storm rolled in to our surprise
It doesn’t rain under the tall trees
You were my lover, you were my tree
You would always protect me
It’s easier to take a heart than to let your own by taken
I love that little smile you keep in the corner of your mouth

[Chorus 1]
And is it hard to see me go?
Doing things the wrong way
If you’re here, when I fall
I know that I won’t fall a long way
A long way

[Verse 2]
We were talking on the phone
I stepped out into the hallway
My face was frozen on the screen
And you started laughing
Put a comb through your hair
And a clean shirt on
There’s people coming ’round here soon
Everyone, act normal

[Chorus 2]
Big trees fall all the time
They crack and sound like lightning
Leave a big space in your sky when they fall
When they fall a long way
A long way

[Outro]
Pick me up
Fill my cup now
Take me down, down to where we start
Let’s go too far now
All tangled up
Take me down, down to where we start
Down to where we start
Where we start

[Intro: Blac Youngsta, French Montana]
Right there, right there
Look at that bitch
Right there, right there
Montana
Blac Youngsta
Ah
Right there, right there (ah)
Right there, right there, right there (ah)
Ah
Right there
Right there, right there, right there

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
Only when they look bitch, I’m just like I’m [?] her (no)
I’m just coming, piece of shit, when they fucks him fighter (so)
Even thought I’m stupid rich, I don’t buy her nothing (oh)
Ain’t argue over no bitch, I ain’t wasting my breath (cob)
My breath (cob)
My breath (cob)
I got lot for a lil’ bitch, but you know I don’t cough (cough)
I’ve been talking a lot of shit, but you know I back up (oh)
I can list ’bout what they think, ’cause I know I’m racked up
Racked up (yah)
Racked up (ah)
I’m a put[?], fuck you bitch, every time you leg up (go)
I’m go lethal, suck my dick, every time you [?] (tho)
You know you gone still kill the bitch ’cause you nasta’ (gross)

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta, French Montana]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)
Monta-Montana

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Right there, put your cheek on the jet
These you work, right there (right there)
You might hear, right there (right there)
Ten lil’ check, fresh vanilla check
Shot [?] check, I can quick right there (right there)
Phone the black, right there (right there)
Get in her, right there (right there)
But phone the black, right there (right there)
Shot me in her (right)
There, right there, right there, right there, hold the phone
Yo’ tray [?] with the hoodie on (-odie on)
Now you’re done with the [?] on (wuh)

[Bridge: French Montana]
Right there, right there (there)
Look at that bitch right there (right there)
Right there, right there (right there)
Look at that bitch right there (right there)
Any can believe, I keep on right there (right there)
My lick is there on tho’
They leave you right there

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)