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[Chorus: Jackson Foote, Jackson Foote & Emma Lov Block]
I think my heart got lost
So tell me if you find it
I think my heart got lost
I wish it wasn’t like this
Fuck, I’m sorry that we met
I guess it’s just bad timing
Yeah, think my heart got lost
So tell me if you find it

[Verse 1: Jackson Foote, Jackson Foote & Emma Lov Block]
In the back of the bar, right there on the table
Near your one glass with your lipstick
Maybe somewhere, her apartment
Next to her clothes on the carpet
Every evening, every weekend
I’ll go to parties for no reason
And I’m leaving with somebody
But you’ll never really know me
Ooh, baby, don’t go
I’m bad at being alone
Being alone, yeah

[Chorus: Jackson Foote & Emma Lov Block]
I think my heart got lost
So tell me if you find it
I think my heart got lost
I wish it wasn’t like this
Fuck, I’m sorry that we met
I guess it’s just bad timing
Yeah, think my heart got lost
So tell me if you find it

[Post-Chorus: Jackson Foote & Emma Lov Block, Emma Lov Block]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Have I told you that you’re lovely
But I’m no good, baby, trust me
Ooh, ooh
I’ve got nothing left to give you
I’ve got nothing left to give you

[Verse 2: Jackson Foote]
I wonder what it is I’m missing
I wonder if I’d ever really know the difference
I wonder how long I’ll be coming up short
I wonder why I’m always falling apart
And it’s so damn easy for everyone else
And I wonder why I can’t get over myself
And I wonder if telling the truth might help
Then I never climb back from the place I fell down

[Chorus: Jackson Foote & Emma Lov Block]
I think my heart got lost
So tell me if you find it
I think my heart got lost
I wish it wasn’t like this
Fuck, I’m sorry that we met
I guess it’s just bad timing
Yeah, think my heart got lost
So tell me if you find it

[Post-Chorus: Jackson Foote & Emma Lov Block, Emma Lov Block]
Ooh, ooh
Have I told you that you’re lovely?
But I’m no good, baby, trust me
Ooh, ooh
I’ve got nothing left to give you
I’ve got nothing left to give you

[Outro: Jackson Foote]
I think my heart got lost
But maybe it’s just hiding?
I guess we’ll never know
If we never try it
Fuck, I’m sorry I’m a mess
You said that’s how you like it
But think my heart got lost
Maybe we should find it?

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[Verse 1: BANKS]
Why don’t you tell me you love me too?
Why did you sell me on that thing you do?
Why every single December I’m waiting on you?
Why you just looking me over?

[Pre-Chorus: BANKS]
Giving me why’s
Keep giving me why’s, no
Tell you enough
Then you give me one more
Heavenly eyes, I’m dying for
Why you just looking me over?

[Chorus: BANKS & Francis and the Lights]
Look what you’re doing to me (I don’t mind)
Look what you’re doing to me
Ooh your love is better than I remember
And why did you leave off, me loving you?
Why you just looking me over?
Look what you’re doing to me
And look what you’ve done, look what you’ve done
You’re looking me over
Ooh your love, it’s better than I remember
Heavenly eyes
Why don’t you, don’t you just notice?
And why did you leave off, me loving you?
You’re taking me over
Why you just looking me over?
Heavenly eyes, heavenly eyes

[Verse 2: BANKS]
Scope
You said none left when I gave you hope
I light up when you come home
If you leave you’ll be sorry

[Pre-Chorus: BANKS, Francis and the Lights, & Both]
Giving me eyes
Keep giving me eyes, no
Tell you enough
Then you give me one more
Heavenly eyes, I’m dying for
Oh, I’m losing my world
Why you just looking me over?

[Chorus: BANKS & Francis and the Lights]
Look what you’re doing to me (I don’t mind)
Look what you’re doing to me
Ooh your love is better than I remember
And why did you leave off, me loving you?
Why you just looking me over?
Look what you’re doing to me
And look what you’ve done, look what you’ve done
You’re looking me over
Ooh your love, it’s better than I remember
Heavenly eyes
Why don’t you, don’t you just notice?
And why did you leave off, me loving you?
You’re taking me over
Why you just looking me over?
Heavenly eyes

[Bridge: Francis and the Lights, BANKS, & Both]
Okay, don’t cry
I’m looking you over
You know you’re giving me the thing
You’re taking my only
You’re taking my only
You’re taking my only
You’re taking my only
I don’t mind

[Chorus: BANKS & Francis and the Lights]
Look what you’re doing to me
Look what you’ve done
You’re looking me over
Ooh your love, it’s better than I remember
Heavenly eyes
Why don’t you, don’t you just notice?
And why did you leave off, me loving you?
You’re taking me over
Why you just looking me over?
Heavenly eyes, heavenly eyes
Look what you’re doing to me
Look what you’re doing to me
Look what you’ve done
You’re looking me over
Ooh your love, it’s better than I remember
Heavenly eyes
Why don’t you, don’t you just notice?
And why did you leave off, me loving you?
You’re taking me over
Why you just looking me over?
Heavenly eyes
Why you just looking me over?

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[Intro]
A million pieces

[Verse 1]
I breathe in hard
Don’t speak, cause it’s like a bitter pill
You blow my mind
You make my heartbeat
Faster, faster, faster, faster, fast

[Verse 2]
I breathe in loud
Don’t hide, cause love in it is not in real
Don’t look outside
The morning’s ending
Faster, faster, faster, faster, fast

[Pre-Chorus]
The echoes of that news ring loud (The echoes, the echoes)
No sound can ever drown in out (The echoes)

[Chorus]
It breaks my heart, it breaks my heart into
A million pieces, oh
It breaks my heart into a million pieces
If it’s gonna break me
Won’t you let me go
Leave it ’til the morning
I don’t wanna know
It breaks my heart
It breaks my heart into
A million pieces
A million pieces

[Verse 3]
We do fall up
Nothing, this thing will mean anything
Just drink, clap, dance
Back to [?]
I don’t wanna talk about it now

[Pre-Chorus]
The echoes of that news ring loud (The echoes, the echoes)
No music can ever drown in out (The echoes)

[Chorus]
It breaks my heart, it breaks my heart into
A million pieces, oh
It breaks my heart into a million pieces
If it’s gonna break me
Won’t you let me go
Leave it ’til the morning
I don’t wanna know
It breaks my heart
It breaks my heart into
A million pieces
A million pieces

[Bridge]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
The morning out [?] seen it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
It breaks my heart, it breaks my heart into
A million pieces, oh
It breaks my heart into a million pieces
If it’s gonna break me
Won’t you let me go
Leave it ’til the morning
I don’t wanna know
It breaks my heart
It breaks my heart into
A million pieces, oh
A million pieces, oh-oh-oh-oh
A million pieces, oh
A million pieces, oh-oh-oh-oh
A million pieces
A million pieces
A million pieces

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[Part I: Coke White]

[Intro: Pusha T]
Coke white cash got me feeling like Royce
Millionaire drug dealer raps
Uh, yeah, you leave me no choice
Show and tell
We don’t need no toys, y’all some pussy boys
If I say it, you can see it
We don’t need no toys, y’all some pussy boys, uh
Push

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Coke white Spyder, coke white Rover
Coke white, coke white, no bakin’ soda
Park a half a million on the curb just to show ya
You can be the mayor when the whole city owe ya
We ’bout it, ’bout it like them No Limit Soldiers
This ice cream, man, kilos go for lower
The luggage is the new collab’ duffle by Rimowa
The leather shoulder straps makes it easier for chauffeurs
The PJ’s for six, you better hope one is not your bitch
And drug dealers never been her niche
We compare wrists by the watch complication
We compare rich by who’s more ostentatious
Diamonds lined up make a star constellation
And never talk numbers via phone conversations
I mix and match ’em, platinum and gold links
A perfect combination like when Pusha and Gold link
(Pusha and Gold link)

[Chorus]
Coke white cash got me feeling like Royce
Waiting, uh, um, yeah, you leave me no choice
We don’t need no toys, y’all some pussy boys
We don’t need no toys, y’all some pussy boys, uh

[Part II: Moscow]

[Chorus]
Coke white cash got me feeling like Royce
Waiting, uh, um, yeah, you leave me no choice
We don’t need no toys, y’all some pussy boys
We don’t need no toys, y’all some pussy boys, uh

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah
Nigga turned 24, I ain’t pulled up in a Ghost
Lamborghini Centenario LP-700, you ain’t know
I done seen so many come, I done seen so many go
Pistol packing, then I started trapping, then I started rapping, then I blowed
Nigga take it on the chin, Rick Rubin let me in
Saw me sitting on the bench, Tunji told him put me in
Now I’m giving buckets out, figure word of mouth, think I’m from the South
Now I’m getting batline calls from the women that you dream about
Cold nigga, yet I’m bold-hearted
Always remember where it all started
Niggas thinkin’ it was easy money ’til we came into it and we made a market
Made selfmade millions, rap hero turned villain
RCA made a monster, new coat crocodilian
Do the song for the kids, show these little motherfuckers how we living
Real drug dealer shit, trappin’ out apartment buildings
Goddamn, what a time, what a time, what a ride
Heard it only gets better, even better, more time
Goddamn, what a time (Yeah)

[Interlude: Project Pat]
Pistol packing, never slacking, killer, killer, killer
Mr. pistol packing, never slacking, killer, killer, killer
Mr. pistol packing, never slacking, killer, killer, killer
Mr. pistol packing, never slacking, killer, killer, killer

[Verse 3: GoldLink]
Big gun, big gun, nigga, should’ve never let us in
Shawty let me brought a friend, should’ve never brought a friend
Would I hit both teams? Hmm, that kind of all depends
‘Cause money be the motive, money be my girlfriend
I’m committed to the movement, you committed to the wave
Yeah, I know it get you paid, but why you tatted on your face?
All season, every year, we the ones they want to fear
Killing niggas like I do, killing niggas or my peers
I don’t give a fuck, I just run amuck
I reiterate, I just want the bucks
I just want the neck, I ain’t talkin’ head
Big fat bed, not a flatbed
Want the simple things, kind of stripper things
That’s on thicker things, late at night things
Real vibe thing , in the night with it
When I hit it, girl, all night with it
Goddamn, what a time

[Outro: GoldLink]
Yeah
IFFY FM

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[Chorus: Wizkid]
Act like you don’t know me
Mi no lie
I do this thing and I do this thing for real
Mi no lie
Got a couple girls and guys who could die for me
Mi no lie
Buss’ up the party and everything, doo, doo
Mi no lie
Call off the beef sometime, everything nice and fine
Mi no lie
Roll up the wing one time, dem girls, they’re nice and fine
Mi no lie
Mama told me, “Boy, don’t stop, don’t give up”
Mi no lie
Started from the streets, to my mandem, big up

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Yeah, GoldLink is a good example for the assholes and the adolescents
Big dawg with a great smile, look like shark poker, yeah they get aggressive
Skin glossy than a mothafucka, teeth sharper than my lip
So my teeth cut my lip, I put a diamond on that bitch
Jewish star for the set, yeah this summer had us movin’ different
Tat an eagle on my neck, ’cause this winter we was flyin’ different
And my niggas show and prove, still be rappin’ like I’m [broke?]
How a youngin’ this smooth? I’m really dirty with the stroke, yeah

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Act like you don’t know me
Mi no lie
I do this thing and I do this thing for real
Mi no lie
Got a couple girls and guys who could die for me
Mi no lie
Buss’ up the party and everything, doo, doo
Mi no lie
Call off the beef sometime, everything nice and fine
Mi no lie
Roll up the wing one time, dem girls, they’re nice and fine
Mi no lie
Mama told me, “Boy, don’t stop, don’t give up”
Mi no lie
Started from the streets, to my mandem, big up

[Bridge: Wizkid & GoldLink]
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie
([?] middle )
Mi no lie
([?] nigga)
Mi no lie
([?] middle )
Mi no lie
([?] nigga)

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah, I’m hella movin’ different
Went from duckin’ coppers, now we duckin’ paparazzi now
Fine lil’ tall black chick with an accent, she a model now
Drinkin’ bubbly liquor while I’m starin’ at her, lookin’ nothin’ like she talk
They remember when I was a youngin’, had the .40 draggin’ when they walk, huh
Blue flaggin’ while I’m parasailin’ with the boys and models out in Italy
Couple months ago, I was in the city on a date with a single ting
You’d prolly know her, and I never show, and she told me how she get security
But I always tell her I’m a hood nigga and this famous shit is new to me
Been down with the leg walk, old Versace for the jeans
I understand how my plug talk, I got Cuban in my genes
Never cubic on my neck, I got diamonds that’ll bling
I got shooters that’ll blitz, and all you’ll hear is dirty screams
Give me neck, give me neck, uh, trade my girl for a jet, uh
Trade her soul for some pocket change
Want the world, nothin’ less
Kill a rapper for respect, huh
Kill a rapper for respect, huh
Kill a nigga for a North Face
And some braggin’ rights and a TEC

[Outro]
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Truth teller, truth teller
(Skrrt, skrrt)
I’m never gon’ let up
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Back, back, back-ity-back, God, get ’em
(Skrrt, skrrt)
New levels, new levels
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah