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[Intro: French Montana, Mountain & Kodak Black]
Ooh
Yeah, louder
Hey, hey
I’m in London, got my beat from London

[Chorus: French Montana]
Iced out (stylist), no stylist (stylist)
New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, haan)
Lifestyle (stylist), no stylist (stylist)
Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choos, that’s on you (haan)
Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears)
Hoppin’ out the jet, Lears (Lear)
Bad bitches gettin’ wet, here
Yeah, don’t call me ’til the checks clear (clear)

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Louder
Fuck they talkin’ about? Fast talk, runnin’ laps
I’m not playin’ that shit
French Vanilla, sippin’ on, Lear jets pickin’ up
Hong Kong, Morocco, I’m here
No stylist
And I ain’t playin’ with these bitches, they childish (haan)
Yeah, look around, they quiet
She said I ain’t got no heart, bitch, find it

[Chorus: French Montana]
Iced out (stylist), no stylist (stylist)
New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, haan)
Lifestyle (stylist), no stylist (stylist)
Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choos, that’s on you (haan)
Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears)
Hoppin’ out the jet, Lears (Lear)
Bad bitches gettin’ wet, here
Yeah, don’t call me ’til the checks clear (clear)

[Verse 2: Drake & French Montana]
(Louder)
I got the game in a squeeze
Who disagree? I wanna see one of y’all run up a B
Yeah, two open seats, we flyin’ at seven and packed for the beach
Yeah, keepin’ it G, I told her “don’t wear no 350s ’round me”
Iced out, no stylist
No Chanel, Nike track, doin’ road with some waps
And that’s Capo in the back, and that’s swole in the back
Don’t need Gucci on my back, TV Gucci got my back
Don’t know where y’all niggas at, I’ve been here, I’ve been back
In Delilah’s, word to Zack, I need action, that’s a fact

[Chorus: French Montana]
Iced out, no stylist (stylist)
New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, haan)
Lifestyle, no stylist
Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choos, that’s on you (haan)
Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears)
Hoppin’ out the jet, Lears (Lear)
Bad bitches gettin’ wet, here
Yeah, don’t call me ’til the checks clear (clear)
Iced out, no stylist (stylist)
New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, haan)
Lifestyle, no stylist (stylist)
Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choos, that’s on you (haan)

[Outro: French Montana]
No stylist
No stylist

1, 2, 3

All day permanent red
The glaze on my eyes
When I heard your voice
The distance caught me by surprise again

And I know you claim
That you’re alright
But fix your eyes on me
I guess I’m all you have
And I swear you’ll see the dawn again

Well I know I had it all on the line
But don’t just sit with folded hands and become blind
Cos even when there is no star in sight
You’ll always be my only guiding light

Relate to my youth
Well I’m still in awe of you
Discover some new truth
That was always wrapped around you

But don’t just slip away
In the night
Don’t just hurl
Your words from on high

Well I know I had it all on the line
But don’t just sit with folded hands and become blind
Cos even when there is no star in sight
You’ll always be my only guiding light

If we come back and we’re broken
Unworthy and ashamed
Give us something to believe in
And you know we’ll go your way

Cos I know I had it all on the line
But don’t just sit with folded hands and become blind
Cos even when there is no star in sight
You’ll always be my only guiding light

And I know I had it all on the line
But don’t just sit with folded hands and become blind
Cos even when there is no star in sight
You’ll always be my only guiding light

Baby, [?]
Can’t you see?
That I’m so in love
So in love
I’m so in love
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Since you came to me
Set me free
I’ve been so in love
So in love
I’m so in love
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Step by step
Just one of a million
We took to get hit (?), woah
Step by step
One of a million
And a million left, woah
Step by step
I gotta keep moving
Towards the sunset, oh
Step by step
Come on let’s do this
Hold my end til the end

(Hook)
Step by step
Step by step
Step by step
Hold my end til the end, woah

Baby, [?]
Can’t you see?
That I’m so in love
So in love
I’m so in love
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

And til the end of time
You are mine
’cause we’re so in love
So in love
So in love
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Step by step
Just one of a million
We took to get hit (?), woah
Step by step
One of a million
And a million left, woah
Step by step
I gotta keep moving
Towards the sunset, oh
Step by step
Come on let’s do this
Hold my end til the end

(Hook)
Step by step
Step by step
Step by step
Hold my end til the end

(Bridge)
Stay with me now
’cause ups and downs
Won’t scare me away

[Chorus]
Ahh, Just realized that I
I know the feelings away, uh
I will sell out my shit some more, ah
But I feel like a MAD MAN!
But I feel like a MAD MAN!
But I feel like a MAD MAN!
But I feel like a MAD MAN!

[Verse 1]
Aye, used to tear me down, used to make love
Used to try me out when we did stuff
And you ratted me out when he came home
Uh, I won’t fall like that no no

I won’t fall like the others!
I won’t fall like the others!

[Verse 2]
I-I- I put my head to the bag
I’m bout my cheddar and green, okay
Everyone fucks with me now, yuh
I put my heart on my sleeve, okay
That bitch was keeping me down, yuh
I had to get up and leave, okay
I’m not changing myself for the love of a freak
Not that cynical, but it still hurts when i breathe

Focused I might let go
Fuck it I’ll go mental
I get what I ask for
I’m the one they bow for
Focused I might let go
Fuck it, I’ll go mental
I get what I ask for
I’m the one they bow for
Who decides when we live or die, this is not our time
Who decides when it’s not alright, living out our life
Who decides when we live or die, this is not our time
Who decides when it’s not alright, living out our life

[Chorus]
Ahh, Just realized that I
I know the feelings away, uh
I will sell my shit out some more, ah
But I feel like a MAD MAN!
But I feel like a MAD MAN!
But I feel like a MAD MAN!
But I feel like a MAD MAN!

[Intro]
Turn the beat up some more
Ay-yeah-yeah, [?]

[Verse 1]
Uh, rectangle full of color
Complicated man sits, dedicated to the rutter
Under Apollo, overfilling under [?], when [?] wallows
It’s said he looks for Yetis in tomorrow
And do-gooders become regretters for giving gobble
At the Oshawa in Park Slope
Broken dancers rather flatten [?] than work at Arco
Flippers who feat feets riff contortionists hips and [?] slippers
Tweezers release slithers
From lines with deep splinters, paws for sweet skippers
Another key-figure’s of East River’s who eat liver and drink liquor
And root for bird due to an unconscious urge to beat niggas
Who prefer sweet, steep sleep and to pour holes with the east of police triggers
Sikhs at the hair show, Arabs at the airport, Caucasians in the projects, niggas anywhere though

[Refrain]
People lovingly exclaim
People lovingly exclaim
People lovingly exclaim
People…

[Hook]
Beauty is the largest, obstacles to obsess
Decorate the seargent, community resistance, and progress

[Verse 2]
Pull out game strong like the [?] kid, but also like a life-guard
Now that don’t even make no sense—but since, if the swimmers ain’t got no rings on
Don’t be a fag, let me stab that yoo-hoo in my ding-dong
Fruits of interracials, my banana’s bigger than King Kong
Both ways seem wrong like nobody in China is good at ping-pong
Seem wrong? That’s evidence they shouldn’t be passing their genes on
That was racist, but I’ma run with it
Like every sagging pair of pants-ass that have a gun in it
So I undid it, like a Singapore with gum in it
Does that mean if I let you write that I can put my thumbs in it?
Uhn—nasty, but let the moment pass, only wave if they ask
And catch me at the scene of the crash, karma
They hate blood like Blade, so they hate ’cause like an English teacher grades

[Hook 2]
Beauty is the largest, obstacles to obsess
Diasporan sonnets, community resistance, and progress

[Refrain]
People lovingly exclaim
People lovingly exclaim
People lovingly exclaim
People…

[Verse 3]
The city: population control, occupation parole
Hope the [?] persuades and this conversation [?]
Not to be Enron, Alexander Hamilton to Cassandra’s Agamemnon
The environment is more than just a panda at the wind farm
Looks cool but it’s bull as cool fusers
And the abuse is fueled of duel-losers
To make fools of the schools and [?]
The crusade delegislate oxygen
And put it in the box just like Desiree Washington
Fortune cookie, First Panda excellerate in profiting
Hope Santa fill my socks with highly-decorated moccasins
My, how the roles have reversed
So now we gotta eat ’em for dessert
Bop the kids just to free ’em from the curse
Dress up the thots in lingerie and feed ’em to [?] (uh-huh)

[Hook 3]
Beauty is the largest, organize the objects
Diasporan sonnets, community resistance, and progress

[Outro]
Diasporan sonnets, community resistance, and progress
Woah—the people lovingly exclaim (people lovingly exclaim)
People lovingly exclaim (people lovingly exclaim)
People lovingly exclaim (people lovingly exclaim)
Community resistance and progress
Pe-pe-people lovingly exclaim (people lovingly exclaim)