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[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Verse 1]
Look at them
Uh
How to make it in America
Real nigga, day one, ain’t a lot of us
Mom worked two jobs, it was hard for us
Me and sis made it out, now she proud of us
They ain’t teach me how to rap in those private schools
Wasn’t like my rich friends, had a lot to lose
Less money, less options, lot of rules
So when that first deal came it was opportune
And shawty got potential, I scout that
She say she in love, but I doubt that
Maybe it’s the drugs or the clout
I get love in the north, I get love in the south, yeah
Shawty claim she a feminist and her ex man feminine
God damn girl you know that he average
God damn girl you know I’m a savage

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Verse 2]
New money
Now I’m in the Benz truck with a new honey
Yeah, they said I wouldn’t make it
I’m like, "You funny"
Laughing at my haters like, "You dummies"
The night is young, girl what can you do for me?
Six figures, five shows, big ballin’
Look, I’m very important
I took a break, had some things I had to get sorted
I might retire in my prime like I’m M. Jordan
Table dancing in South Hampton
Use the wine glasses for dirty fantas
We coolin’ out in the whip and I done damn near smashed every girl on my list
KD at the three, Djokovic with the racket
Phelps in the pool, I’m like Speith at the masters
God damn girl you know you a bad bitch
God damn girl you know I’m a savage

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Bridge]
Another day in the U.S.A
Just another day in America
Kids from my hood look up to the drug dealers
The system set us up for failure
I just wanna make enough to pay dividends
Then invest in black businesses
They teach us to hate what we see in the mirror
But it can’t break our spirit

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Guitar] Xeryus
[Verse 1]
Girl, you’re so far gone, I know you meant it
You cut all your hair off, yeah these days you’re lookin’ different
You switched up your number ’cause I had to use the DM
I was dialin’ the old one from AM, noon, to PM, shit
So your mama know we broke up
I see you blocked me, baby, grow up
Don’t shut me out, baby girl, hold up
I know that you heard all this before
I never thought I’d see the day when you ignore me

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date

[Verse 2]
Let me guess, I bet you’re all in your group text
Textin’ your girls how I’m a dog now
And I bet they’re goin’ in
You keep on listenin’ to your friends
Although they’re single and they’re played out
You’re prolly goin’ out tonight
You’re prolly gettin’ dressed up right now
You’re prolly gettin’ drunk tonight
You’re plottin’ how you’re gon’ get me back somehow
Oh, baby, I know
How tables turn, yeah, I know
You live and learn, yeah, I know
I know

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh, oh
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh
I’m sorry

[Chorus: Poo Bear]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Verse 1: Poo Bear]
Should’ve been adjusted to my life
Had the opportunity to stay and wait for the last time
Now you’re standin’ right in front of me
It hurts me to know that I lied
Tryna protect your feelings
You been in between the lines
Hope your heart has started healing

[Chorus: Poo Bear]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
Don’t be afraid to stand alone
Don’t be afraid to stand outside your comfort zone
I know it’s hard away from home
And it ain’t easy all alone
Relationships over the phone
Talkin’ to your significant other all night long

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality…
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Verse 3: Jay Electronica]
Love and death are quite similar
How they come and go like cat burglars
Reality is kinda hard to face
Like actual facts is to flat-earthers
Rain’s a requirement for flowers to grow
And pain’s a requirement for power to grow
It’s a miracle how one could change from one what was just hours ago
Such is life though, it’s just a cycle
The bigger picture and the smaller picture
Exactly same, it’s macro, micro
Crack yo’ atom and let yo’ light glow
One day, you could be the king of pop
Then the next one just be wack ol’ Michael
It’s human nature, just like he told us
Let’s face reality, crack the cycle

[Verse 4: Poo Bear]
Know it hurts to see the truth in your face
Circumstances bring you down to your knees
Go on and cry an ocean, but don’t drown in it
Enough to put your heart at ease
Oh, don’t lose your self esteem
I apologise, for being a man
It’s way harder than what it seems

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Poo Bear]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh (reality)
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh (you might get mad at me, but I’ll be at your bedside)
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Jacquees:]
Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

[Nelly:]
Uh, yeah
Pretty lady, nice to meet you
My name is Nelly and you’re?
She said, "Baby, you don’t need to
You know I know who you are"
Soon as you pulled up, I peeped you
Lace dress, all see through
Get to talkin’ ’bout her boyfriend
Ain’t tryna hear ’bout other people
Think she said he was a ball player
But all his plays under review
Four play, that’s a preview
Round two, that’s the sequel
Baby, I can keep a secret
He ain’t gotta know what we do
We low as the ground
Call me when he ain’t around

[Jacquees:]
Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop, stop
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot (you hot)
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

[Nelly:]
Uh, uh, yeah
Quit tryna hide all that freakin’, yeah
I’m fantasizin’ ’bout freakin’ you
I’ma need ’bout a week or two
Pretty pussy playin’ peekaboo
Got some ideas on what we can do
I’m talkin’ ’bout the unspeakable
You’re sendin’ your silhouette
It’s amazin’ we ain’t on a pillow yet
‘Cause the way that you got me hypnotized
You came with your girls and I’m with the guys
Girl, call the valet, they go get the ride
Then it’s straight to my place for a different vibe
I swear you ain’t never seen thicker guys
Got plans, unless you wanna improvise
Right now, don’t make a sound
You know who wearin’ the crown

[Jacquees:]
Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop (no, I never gon’ stop, never gon’ stop)
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot (make you hot, make you hot, make you hot)
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do (that a nigga wan’ do)
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

You, I know I know what you like
You, shawty, you ain’t gotta hide it
Pull that to the side, and let me get inside

Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop (no, I never gon’ stop, never gon’ stop)
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot (make you hot, make you hot, make you hot)
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

[Intro]
Oh, you think you’re fancy now? That uh, what is that on your wrist there, uh? That a Rolex?
(Git, git, git, git, git, git)

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 1: Belly]
Look, we out there livin’ with the same pain
My dogs bleed from the same veins
Don’t come around if you can’t hang
I’m everything that you lames ain’t
A little change can’t change me
20 years with the same gang
20 years, no off days
No days off, and I maintain
Bowlin’ crazy with the hang time (swish, swish)
Same time
Way back before Maybachs (skrrt, skrrt)
I swear I always had the same drive (woo)
Pumpin’ stuck off the mud
Bucks pour up by the landslide
You ain’t fly, you on standby
I got something that you can’t buy
My older brother, call him rider man
My little brother had the vitamins
My baby brother, he been spazzin’ lately
My mama happy, she been laughin’ lately
First class, two tones
My queen need two thrones
Almost wound up in a group home
Who’s this? New phone

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 2: NAV]
Hey, look, AP, bust down Rollie, plain Jane
Me and Belly XO same team, same gang (woah)
Let my nuts summer chain hang (woah)
In the Mulsane havin’ mood swings
30 millimeters ain’t nothing
Watch how my wrist and my neck bling
Stackin’ up, countin’ my blessings
Wedding bands ain’t got no wedding (Woah, yeah)
I just spent a cool 60 on my wristwear (yeah)
Man, I want 10 plain Janes, wanna be like Ric Flair (woo)
My blood diamonds cost me blood and sweat and tears (woo)
Now my mind and all my stones are crystal clear (yeah)
Fake watch busters, ain’t never bustin’ me (nope)
Everyone of my jewelers get paid, they trust in me (yeah)
Took a lean nap, had a dream ’bout a custom piece
I hit up Elliot, he said that he gon’ get it done for me

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)

[Outro: Belly]
Look, yeah, yeah