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[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Yeah, Soufside with an F ’cause I’m fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Soufside with an F ’cause I’m fresh
Tryna make my momma proud, uh
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (yah)
I’m just tryna make my momma proud, uh
I ain’t fuckin’ ’round with you (uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
T.R.U. University, I pull it up and murk a beat
Momma house was filled up with bags of Hercules (strong)
Soon as I finished pissin’, I put the seat down
Or my momma’d be cussin’ my damn ass out
Only child, no siblings, no besties
I couldn’t do nothin’ right like a lefty (woo)
Bought my momma’s first house with the juug money (alright)
Bought my momma’s second house with the club money (show)
Me and momma used to trap out the same house (same house)
Used to eat and go to sleep on the same couch (same couch)
Me and momma got busted at the same time (same time)
Went to court and told judge the damn same lies (same lies)
I can tell momma proud of her only son
2 Chainz, I have always worn more than one
Yeah I’m real, I’m ill, you know, you gotta feel
You poppin’ pills, I’m rarer than two dollar bills

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my momma proud (make my momma proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (down, down, down)
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my momma proud, yeah (proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (down, down, down)
Yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho, one more time
Yeah, my momma ain’t raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho

[Verse 2: YG]
4Hunnid! My momma ain’t raise no ho (no ho)
‘Cause my momma ain’t no ho (no ho)
My momma ain’t raise no ho (no ho)
Drop a pin and in ten we at your door, nigga
Ho bitches gettin’ fucked on the floor
They cold-hearted so you gotta do ’em cold
These hoes and my momma can’t get along (why?)
‘Cause my momma ain’t no ho
I was runnin’ up a check with the homies on the disk
I was fuckin’ up the pork, I ain’t ever do the feds
Got some YGs from the gang, they’ll do you for a check
And you know I’m gang gang ’cause that’s the only thing I rep
Ayy, momma
When I leave the house it’s for them dollars
You are the reason I bought that choppa
‘Cause I know you wanna see me come home proper
Soon as I get right I said I gotcha then I gotcha
4Hunnid!

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my momma proud (make my momma proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (down, down, down)
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my momma proud, yeah (proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (down, down, down)
Yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho, one more time
Yeah, my momma ain’t raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho

[Verse 3: Offset]
Momma taught me how to get that bankroll (momma)
Yeah, vault up in my loft in case the bank closed (vault, yeah)
Momma ain’t have it all, we wore the same clothes (have it all)
I kicked the door, I kicked the door, I risked it all for dough (kicked the door)
I found that .44, it turned me to an animal (4, 4)
Got that wide load, niggas wasn’t even compatible (wide load)
Choppa firin’, it soundin’ just like a rattler
.223 caliber, you ain’t in my caliber (oh, oh)
Momma told me pray ’cause they’ll keep givin’ me these bucks (bucks)
Sit on that G6, I’m flyin’ high, Aladdin on the rug (momma)
I put Goyard on my momma (Goyard)
Every nigga, not partner, son, when you come up (come up)
All them bitches in your face, son, they are piranhas
Stay up out the way, but beat him if he run up (run up)
Mike Jack in his prime with Madonna
I’m just tryna bring her to my momma (momma)

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my momma proud (make my momma proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (down, down, down)
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my momma proud, yeah (proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my momma down (down, down, down)
Yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho, one more time
Yeah, my momma ain’t raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, momma ain’t raise no ho

[Outro: 2 Chainz]
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F ’cause I’m fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F ’cause I’m fresh

[Verse 1: Alanis Morissette]
I want you to know, that I am happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby?
I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother

[Pre-Chorus: Alanis Morissette]
Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you
To be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You’d hold me until you died
‘Til you died, but you’re still alive

[Chorus: Alanis Morissette]
And I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

[Verse 2: Alanis Morissette]
You seem very well, things look peaceful
I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
But it was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?

[Pre-Chorus: Alanis Morissette]
Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you
To be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You’d hold me until you died
‘Til you died, but you’re still alive

[Chorus: Alanis Morissette]
And I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

[Verse 3: Alanis Morissette]
Cause the joke that you laid in the bed
That was me and I’m not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes, and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails
Down someone else’s back I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?

[Chorus: Alanis Morissette]
And I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
Why I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
People think you’re stuck up, but we’re all super good friends
It’s only natural, I suppose, but we’re all super good friends
Um, I get the feeling that you’re admired, but, um
I’m above average

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losin’ all my Z’s, all day
Good lord, momma prayin’ on her knees, all day
If you still frontin’ when I up it, I’mma squeeze

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Bad company’s bad for your company
Bad company’s bad for your company
Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me
Got the Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & BlocBoy JB]
When I say I got beef, they don’t want no beef
When they say they got beef, they don’t wanna eat
If he said he wants smoke, they don’t want no steam
She put her feet on her teeth, bad bad bad bad bad
Had a bachelors degree, PhD while sellin’ speed
Fix the face then fix the weave, now workin’ on her self-esteem
Hit up Bloc, yo’ this Flock
Nigga, where you at? Pin the drop, uh
My new map location be the block on the app
I need money and company, nah nah
Bad bitches, I don’t even know the company, hahahaha

[Verse 2: BlocBoy JB]
You—you—you can’t hang baby, we don’t want you ’round here
I—ice on my neck and it’s froze, Santa’s reindeer
Y—you got bad bitches, hella hoes, i—i—it’s the same here
You bad company, lil’ bro, you can’t hang here
G—g—g—gettin’ money so the bottles keep on comin’
Ph—ph—pho—pho—phone ringin’ so you know the trap jumpin’
Tha—tha—that nigga lookin’ at me, he owe me some money
Hit ’em with the Tommy, now that nigga crumpin’
Why—why these niggas playin’ games? They don’t want no problems with me
My shooters got good aim, you know I brought them shottas with me
Might have hit a bad stain, they say that someone top was missin’
Them niggas were opposition
They move wrong, so I shot them bitches

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
Dark shades, too much smoke, I could barely see the fumes
Actin’ brand new like I don’t see you when I do
Who them folks? Who want smoke? You too close, give me room
Funny folks, play it close, do the most, don’t they?
Bad company, that’s bad for your company
Bad company, that’s bad for your company
Mad cow disease, now you in a ton of beef
Black Mac tucked underneath my new blue dungarees
Flintstone bustdown, color Murakami
Fruity pebble bezel, Wilma, Betty, Fred, and Barney
Bad bitch from outta town, I think she model Abercrombie
Wrist game Lucky Charmy, told my jeweler Leprechaun me
I’mma come clean, I got hella beef
Paranoia got me rollin’ up my sleeves, okay
Niggas hatin’ cause I’m uppin’ up the fees
Whole team got V’s on they tees, all day

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losin’ all my Z’s, all day
Good lord, momma prayin’ on her knees, all day
If you still frontin’ when I up it, I’mma squeeze

[Outro: A$AP Rocky]
I’m above average

[Intro]
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon’ be your favorite song

[Verse 1]
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
Give ’em what they demand
Bury you where you stand
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
(Are you stupid?)
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is
We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 2]
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
(I don’t give a fuck, stole from all you niggas)
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
Before yo’ next move, think twice
‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
I put a couple grand on your head
Have some of your old friends become new foes
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
As I recall, I been that nigga
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
You Wesley Johnson
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
It’s Eazy

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Said that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 3]
Hol’ up, hol’ up
Got some more, got some more shit to say
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
You split up your checks like 150 ways
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
Hella plaques on the wall
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
April 6th, April 6th
Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
Yikes

[Outro]
You should prolly just chill, bro
Just chill, take a L
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga

[Intro: Rejjie Snow]
Love
Love

[Refrain: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
Just let go of sorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
‘Cause tonight might be your last
So stay up till sunrise
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Leave it in the past

[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past

[Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]
Breakdance and boogie, my love
This is 1971
I crave that brain and that flesh
Cups of tea and gums that bleed red
Say you wrap the plastic in white
Say you single all of my life
Blackest skin, disfigure my crimes
Credit cards and losing my mind
Piece-by-piece, they stitched me
Ain’t no love, I’m still banging that Whitney
I can’t cry for those who ain’t with me
I can’t pray so Lord, please forgive me, so
Pink like pussy, extra pushy
Hands up off me, she’s so lovely
Fame and fortune, all those habits
Pink and white, them panties matching

[Bridge: Dana Williams, Aminé & Rejjie Snow]
I want you to stay forever
I want you to stay forever
I want you to stay forever
I want you to stay forever

[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past

[Verse 2: Aminé]
Ring, ring, I’m tryna get my old thing back
But baby always wanna bring up shit from the past
Whoa-oh, our options are limitless
Putting in effort for the effort, it’s too effortless
Woo, fuck checks, see the necklace
Gold hit her lips every time that I’m hitting it
Huh, I told her "Baby, I’m sorry
But if you think we got problems then baby, watch Maury"
Yeah, that’s why you gotta smell the roses
We parted ways like she cheated with Moses
That’s fucked up but a lot of things are
In Hollywood but I never see stars
Do anything for ya, that’s love
Go anywhere for ya, that’s love
Might even kill for ya, that’s love
And if you’re still tripping, that’s drugs

[Refrain: Dana Williams, Rejjie Snow & Aminé]
Just let go of sorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
‘Cause tonight might be your last
So stay up till sunrise
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Leave it in the past

[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past

[Verse 3: Rejjie Snow]
Extra white, she’s so extra white
My appetite, I lost appetite
It’s paradise, we in paradise
So extra bright, it’s so extra bright, so
I break the beat and I scratch it
She be like handsome, she be like dancing
Straight to my mattress, I was on smashing
I was on abra, she was cadabring
No free smoke when your bae is gone
Why love when it’s free and it does no harm?
New phone, who’s this? And my life’s on charge
Two shows, pay rent, get a girl, get a job
Belly of the beast, when I walk in the streets
All I see is fake love, insecurities
Two months, seven days, oh, when you first came
Walked in, Off-White, all pink, okay

[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past