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(Intro)
We got London On Da Track

(Chorus)
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no (woah)

(Verse 1)
Yeah, f**k all this bullsh*t (SLATT)
Diamonds for all us kings, yeah
Got my money went Ludacris (let’s go)
Give some racks to a hood b*tch
Give some racks to a pulpit
Look at the grain, it’s wood b*tch
On the floor, it’s a wool b*tch
She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
Diamonds on me they cold as sh*t
I thank God that I went legit (and what)
When we see ’em, you know we blitz (and what)
I can bet up, you know I’m rich (leggo)
Shut the f**k up ni**a bet up, you say you rich
Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock
Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
You know you my son, you can be that
I bought the boat, the jetskis
Got a FN and a stick, don’t test me
I stacked them hunnids up to God’s knees
Ain’t going broke until 2070

(Chorus)
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah, woah)
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no

(Verse 2)
We ain’t letting these b*tches get between us
We ain’t letting no monkey ni**as stand that close to us (close to us)
I ain’t got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (thanks)
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
Bought the Maserati, you’ll get burnt like toast, yeah
I get on that bullsh*t, you’ll get it started, yeah (started)
Six kids with me, didn’t think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
Ready for war like a machine
Came from pillies to post schemin’
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
I put X in my codeine
But I’m putting nothing in my weed
Yeah I took a jet right overseas
I want some head from overseas
I caught a case, my jewelry seized
I started out with fifty ki’s
My Bentayga clean like bleach
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this sh*t like fleas, aye

(Chorus)
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no
Do you own a store, no

(Outro)
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh


(Verse 1: Johnny Venus)
Last night, night, night, night, night
I dreamt of the wildest
Say last night, night, night, night, night
I kept to my self, sh*t, I checked on my health, sh*t
I finished the bottle, I slept with my conscious
I did the unthought of, I cut up my phone, see
I walked in the crowd then I stopped for a picture
I felt so alone
And last night, I wrote what I want in life
And last night, I swallowed my own advice
I thought up my backups, told ’em to back up
And worked on my manhood, the pu**y was damn good
I pray to my God, I walk with the people
I loaded my weapon, she told me to ease up

(Hook: Sir)
Crowded faces I put on
To be seen is all we want
All these freaks come out these holes
Just to be or not belong
When it’s darkest before dark
If it’s quiet, not for long
Tell the Sun I’m on my way
Back to see what I can glow

(Verse 2: Doctur Dot)
And last night, I dreamt of my past life
Work up with the morning wood
Forever misunderstood
Walk up to the corner store knowing I ain’t want nothing
I cop a lighter and bust a move
Always got too much to do, always on the way somewhere
Outerspace is the face I wear
Take the bullsh*t away somewhere
Spot the imposter, my patients still need the angel hair
Don’t touch the ashtray, I put the last of my faith in there
And last night, yeah, while my body was home allow my mind to me gone
Couple texts from my exes and I still ain’t respond
Never feelin’ the pressure to be up pressin’ no buttons
Always facing my death, tell the reaper to run it
If you don’t know why you here, then R.I.P won’t mean nothing
I done seen too much, watch the queen turn junkie
Like Billie Jean try to fix a broken heart with a broken rubber

(Hook: Sir)
Crowded faces I put on
To be seen is all we want
All these freaks come out these holes
Just to be or not belong
When it’s darkest before dark
If it’s quiet, not for long
Tell the Sun I’m on my way
Back to see what I can glow


(Verse 1)
I got no love for a hater, no respect for a buster
My lil b*tch she a dime, that’s one lil bad motherf**ker
Always been hungry, even after the meetings
Did a lot of shit when I was young, I hope god forgive me
Took a lot of chances, hurt a lot of feelings
Dodged a lot of cases
Bad b*tch didn’t want shit from me but penetration
Chasing a hundred M’s but I’m starting to get impatient
Benjamin Franklin my favorite
I stay fly in the latest, yeah yeah
These millions getting contagious
Half a million dollar coupe look just like a spaceship
When she with me all we do is go shopping and take trips

(Chorus)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)

(Verse 2)
Whole lot of drugs, whole lot of b*tches
I’m a rockstar, f**kin’ popstars
Everybody run when you see that squad car
Soon as they leave everybody right back on the block
F**k 12
The neighborhood hot but they still catching sales
Every time I perform I feel like I’m Eddie Cane
B*tches screamin’ loud, throwin’ they panties on the stage
I got water ’round my neck and on my wrist
You got diamonds but they ain’t hittin’ like this
I roll up a blunt when I get tired of my b*tch
Big old diamond rings, it come with the fame

(Chorus)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)


(Intro)
Nobody taught me sh*t about my day one
Day one til that day come
Who’d ever thought it’d be my day one
Nobody taught me sh*t about my day one
Seen some sh*t that get you murked if you say some

(Verse 1)
It hurt to kill a ni**a you love
And I know that she addicted to drugs
That’s why she giving it up
Gang members and dealers was who she hang with
Me and all of my ni**as was on that same sh*t
F**k it, we busy been f**king on the same bitch
But we ain’t never have no problems that was gang sh*t
All the promises we made bout how we can’t switch
I just wanted to be rich instead of famous
I was trapping with them ni**as that I stayed with
Feds watching, we was ducking them cases
Black hoodie tho, just to cover my face up
Ni**as be bitches, they switch up and try to make up

(Hook)
My day one
I thought you were my day one
My day one
You was supposed to be my day one
My day one
I thought you was my day one
My day one
You was supposed to be my

(Verse 2)
Damn homie, I thought you was my man homie
The f**k happened to you?
I could’ve sworn you knew better
Held it down for a minute then you ended up telling
When it rains, yeah it pours, better bring an umbrella
They don’t wanna see me win, they be so fake and so jealous
Way before I had the fame, I had Balmain and Margielas
I ain’t f**king with no rat man, I ain’t eating no cheddar
Yeah I swear I had your back, yeah, I was down whenever
Now it ain’t no looking back, ni**a it’s now or never
Looking back, ni**a, it’s now or ever
Now or never, yeah, yeah
Now or never, yeah, yeah

(Verse 3)
This ain’t what you want, just think about it, ni**a, yeah, yeah
I’ma f**k around and catch a body, ni**a, yeah, yeah
Ni**as want me out of here, I gotta be aware, yeah
Bitches ain’t sh*t and I ain’t really understand that
Oh she think she bad, Gucci bag, she like “yeah, yeah”
Oh she run it up, run it up, got them bands, yeah
Hang around them bitches she was tellin’ me she can’t stand
F**king other ni**as even though she got a man, yeah
Now she know she wrong, she alone in the canyon
Got caught up with hammers in the crib and some xans, yeah
They ain’t even care about a warrant they just ran in
Everybody wanna know the word, askin questions
Everbody wanna know the word bout a dead man
Everybody wanna catch him slipping, he a dead man
Heard a ni**a been telling them people what we saying, yeah
Find out who he is and I’ma leave that ni**a laying there

(Hook)
My day one
I thought you were my day one
My day one
You was supposed to be my day one
My day one
I thought you was my day one
My day one
I thought you was my day one

(Outro)
My day one
I thought you were my day one
My day one
You was supposed to be my day one
My day one
I thought you was my day one
My day one
Thought you was my


(Intro: Future & Young Thug)
One penthouse, two Benz
This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah
I feel like I’m Hercules, oh
You gone get paid if you work for me, oh

(Verse 1: Young Thug)
About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh
Ain’t letting no money get away from me, ohh
TSA ain’t ready for me
These b*tches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me
The latest coupe, way too fast, you can’t get next to me
And I want the smoke, for real
These 40’s gone choke, for real
.45, no colt
Ni**a getting left afloat
Nah, we ain’t writing no note
Never, nah
I ain’t gotta ride to the store no more
I’ma let the Maybach go
The pent’ got a pole in it
The marvelous Raf Simons
Four levels in it
I ain’t even know you was in it

(Chorus: Young Thug)
You can make love in the morning
Cat Mink flow, I’m warm
Got millions, just stay calm
Ni**a get turned upside down
I was Rich way before the Gang
I was Slime way before the name
Kill sh*t like today
And that’s all I gotta say
Ain’t leading you wrong

(Verse 2: Future)
Runnin’ the cars
Stealin’ bombs
Hope you blow up
All this ice on my neck will make you throw up (yeah)
Flew some b*tch from Abu Dhabi, ready to go up (yeah)
Soon as we give it to the streets, the price go up
Up, up out of here, gone to Mercury
All Chanel stores around the globe heard of me
Might as well give it ’em now and catch the first degree
Steven Spielberg sh*t with the currency
Rock them dog collar chains, P. Diddy (P. Diddy)
I can’t let her go nowhere, she too pretty, truthfully
She gone have a bad day, she ever think about crossing me
I done paid all the lawyers, but they can’t talk for me
When it come to closing deals, I finger f**k currency
Pop a half a pill and chill, all my ice is currently (all my ice is currently)
Plain jane, Richard Mille, I had to let my wrist breathe (breathe)
Almost got frostbit when I rocked my AP
Give this b*tch a minute to breathe
Looks can be deceiving, yeh
Looks can deceiving
We going through like speeding
I f**ked this bad European (foreign)
She took the phone, I think she scheming
Ain’t been to sleep been stopped dreaming
If it ain’t stress, you must be grieving
Looks can be deceiving

(Chorus: Young Thug)
You can make love in the morning
Cat Mink flow, I’m warm
Got millions, just stay calm
Ni**a get turned upside down
I was Rich way before the Gang
I was Slime way before the name
Kill sh*t like today
And that’s all I gotta say
Ain’t leading you wrong