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No I will not answer
Please do not call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer phone
[girl leave me ‘lone
Double cup the styrofoam
Pull up my car it go vroom
It’s a coupe no, no leg room
Pulled up on your bitch like zoom
What, you thought that I wasn’t gon’ come through
What, you thought I wasn’t gon’ get comfortable
You know I wouldn’t do this if it wasn’t you

Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea yea

I know what I can and what I can’t do
I know every time that ima come through
Yea, I just turned into the big man
Big shoes
Big hands
Counting big bands
Big v on my back call my [?]
She saw the zippers as I [?] some sick pants

[Verse 1]
I grew up smart as fuck, bad as shit
But really like the least baddest kid that I was with
Cause foenem been wild and shit
Been violent and shit
Been came home from them interrogations, silent shit
Now we fly with felonies and no ID’s, private shit
I make money just appear and disappear, magic tricks
I was on some savage shit when I wasn’t really havin’ shit
I was callin’ home from police stations, no one answerin’
I wanted shoes and mom was broke so I ain’t even ask her then
I was way too young to hustle, told cuz’ let me bag it then

[Chorus]
I was in them trenches every night
I’m just tryn’ get my bread right
I’m just tryn’ get my bread right
But first I gotta get my head right
Gotta get my head right
I gotta get my head right
I’m just tryn’ get my bread right
But first I gotta get my head right
Gotta get my bread right
I’m just tryn’ get my head right

[Verse 2]
I’m just tryn’ clear my head
Takin’ meds, chasin’ bread
Got so many niggas dead
And then the feds, you know I got to send them bread
Everything on the outside, all in they head
Other niggas with they bitches, all in they bed
I just tell them think ’bout this, we still on this mission
Tell them rock if you gon’ rock but jus’ don’t block the vision
Just don’t plot against me, just don’t turn against me
I grew up learnin’, listenin’, had no problem playing my position
Even if that came with ridin’ bitches
Just so we make history on our adventures
Just so we have victories and not endeavors
Put my life on line before when I would never
Told myself if you gon’ live life, it’s now or never

[Chorus]
I was in them trenches every night
I’m just tryn’ get my bread right
I’m just tryn’ get my bread right
But first I gotta get my head right
Gotta get my head right
I gotta get my head right
I’m just tryn’ get my bread right
But first I gotta get my head right
Gotta get my bread right
I’m just tryn’ get my head right

Lyrics Scarlxrd – The purge

Lost my mind again
ticking time bombs never wait
free and yet explosive,
i might f*cking blow up in your face
i like watching my walls cave
claustrophobic and insane
most you niggas talk that s**t at least I’m honest with my ways.
i dont need no medicine
keep that s**t for the trembling
never do the welcoming
you can hang onto the questioning
who you think you are b***h, go on then,
find me something better then
i bet you wont ‘cus im the only one out here developing.
I aint even mad no more
s**t i dont give a f*ck i don’t brag no more
f*ck clout
f*ck numbers
f*ck plans
f*ck whores
I’ve been going in until my right hands sore
i feel like the jedi with the gold on my belt
you’re too worried bout the bitches that be worried bout the wealth
having big dreams is really bad for your health
i deserve this s**t more than anybody else
who are you b***h?(the purge)

No one knows your name
but your so hell bent on the drugs and the fame
bite your tongue until it f*cking bleeds and never speak again.
Never told a soul all the pain I’ve been coping with.
I’ve been on my own, get the f*ck up out my face b***h.
better give me one good reason not to tear your limbs.
you don’t know my mother f*cking story b***h you don’t know s**t.
Open the door never look back, leave me here in hell.
Even the score spit on the track, maybe i’m tipping the scale.
So you want more, they never ask.
This is my cry for help.
I told them before don’t bring up my past, i might kill myself.
Never told a soul all the pain I’ve been coping with.
I’ve been on my own, get the f*ck up out my face b***h.
better give me one good reason not to tear your limbs.
you don’t know my mother f*cking story and you don’t know s**t.
so stuck that you cant move versuri-lyrics.info
really thinking that you’re hurt ‘cus you want to
I’ve been putting in the work like i got to
big dreams in your head are they not true
dont you let these mother f*ckers try stop you.
Don’t be a b***h get it like its not hard to.
Get up and get it then
harm your affiliates
show me your hell in your present tense
i put the terror in resonance.
Never told a soul all the pain I’ve been coping with.
I’ve been on my own, get the f*ck up out my face b***h.
better give me one good reason not to tear your limbs.
you don’t know my mother f*cking story and you don’t know shittt.(the purge)
Scarlxrd lyrics
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Lyrics Vintage Culture – Monday

You don’t know me
That’s ok
You will trust me.(monday)

Along the way
You won’t see me
Disappear
I don’t know if i made myself clear but.

I will be you’re fire
I will be you’re courage
I will be the sun in the dark rainy days
I will be you’re highway
I will be you’re smile
Versuri-lyrics.info
I will be a weekend on every mondaaay
Mondaay, mondaaay mondaaay.

I will be you’re weekend on every mondaaay.

You should try me
So you know
If you don’t like me
I let you go
You may think that
Im insane
Give me a reason and I’ll take out the play but.

I will be you’re fire
I will be you’re courage
I will be the sun in the dark rainy days
I will be you’re highway
I will be you’re smile
I will be a weekend on every mondaaay
Monday, mondaay mondayyy.
Vintage Culture lyrics
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Lyrics Dj Envy – Text ur number

Wouldn’t ever think that I would feel this rich, ayy
In the trap, I keep on buildin’ with them bricks, ayy
Zoo Gang supply my shooters with extra clips, ayy
And if them niggas acting out, everybody get hit, ayy
She ride like a Ducati, her body like a mosaic
R-ride like a Ducati, her body like a mosaic, baby
W-w-why don’t you come my way, baby?
I smell like I’m smokin’ from Friday, ayyy.(text ur number)

On a set, all I want is loot, baby, ayy
For a check, watch my niggas shoot, baby, ayy
Disrespect, you a fool, is you crazy? Ayy
Flex, finesse, that’s what I’ma do, baby, ayy
I been juggin ‘with my niggas all day, yeah
Moving work out in broad day, yeah
Let ’em talk, what they gon’ say? Yeah
No handguns, only AKs
I’m Zoo Gang, I ain’t tryna play, wap!

Text ur number, babe
Yeah, text your number number, yeah
Text ur number, babe
You would say, yeah, babe
Text ur number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy
Brr, brr, brr, bow, bow, bow, yeah, baby!
Text your number number, yeah
Text your number, bow, bow, bow, squa!
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number, babe, all I want is you, babe, ayyy.

Said she on me, man, she on me too, baby
I pull up in a Bentley coupe, baby
I swear the s**t, she hit my phone at two, baby
I might just turn up, just the s**t we do, baby
She run around with the f*ckin’ zoo (cartel music), baby
Then you see Monty, then I alley oop, baby
I show off baby, ayy versuri-lyrics.info
I swear, I love to show off, baby, ayy, squad!

On a set, all I want is loot, baby, ayy
For a check, watch my niggas shoot, baby, ayy
Disrespect, you a fool, is you crazy? Ayy
Flex, finesse, that’s what I’ma do, baby, ayy
I been juggin ‘with my niggas all day, yeah
Moving work out in broad day, yeah
Let ’em talk, what they gon’ say? Yeah
No handguns, only AKs
I’m Zoo Gang, I ain’t tryna play, wap!

Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number number, yeah
Text your number, babe
You would say, yeah, babe
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy
Brr, brr, brr, bow, bow, bow, yeah, baby!
Text your number number, yeah
Text your number, bow, bow, bow, squa!
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number, babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy.

Christian Louboutin, go walk off, baby
The bitches hatin’, let the bitches talk on, baby
We gettin’ money, type of s**t that we on, baby
Late night sexting, baby, we grown, baby
Know that we on, baby.

Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number number, yeah
Text your number, babe
You would say, yeah, babe
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy
Brr, brr, brr, bow, bow, bow, yeah, baby!
Text your number number, yeah
Text your number, bow, bow, bow, squa!
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number, babe, all I want is you, babe, ayyy.
Dj Envy lyrics
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