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feat. Little Simz

I’ve never been religious
Instead my mother showered me in kisses
thirteen with a big dream
Daddy said I could be anything
So, I looked to the stars, found an acoustic guitar
Started lining, wrote a couple songs
and people heard them, now they sing along
My friends used to say
I bet you can’t wait for the wait
Everyone’s gonna know your face, mate
Let me talk specifically
That don’t mean shit to me
Wanna keep this piece of me to myself
Oh, I don’t need your publicity
all up in my business
That right there’s a sickness
keep it to yourselves

Mother, father, I wanna make you proud
Brothers and sisters, let me scream out loud
I, I, I, I love you all
I, I, I, I love you all
Thank you for everything
I, I, I, I love you yeah yeah yeah

I didn’t just fall out of the sky
[…]

Rastafari
Bless the man dem deh ain’t no stress
You done know god bless with the positiveness
They say many more but the whole world a joy
Jah know , jah know , jah know
Keep on the track
Troyton touch the sky!
Open up your third eye

From the right morning morning morning
Destiny calling calling calling
Light up di chalice ,give thanks fi life
And mi know the devil can’t win
Inna this morning morning morning
Badmind falling falling falling
Mi vibe beat dem wid pressure
Man a feeling better
You know the devil can’t win

Dem a wonder how me live through this
Im blessed im sanctified
From me born pon the earth its a risk
Im blessed im sanctified
No shot can’t stop me no matter how much them buy
Righteous live forever but a slowly them die

From we have life fi live it
No negativity no that can’t hold we down
God help we fi push to di limit
Now that i am living it up
Fill up my cup , dont let those enemies in it
They dont really know love
Let the lights keep shine every minute
We ain’t giving it up

[Chorus: Kelly Rowland & Busta Rhymes]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Oh yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Let’s go)

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Dressed, ready to impress, fresh up in my Louis suit
Step up in the cub, bitches line up ready to salute
Let me squeeze your juicy fruit, Mamis call me Huey Newton
Dapper like a cracker that’s an act to gettin’ movie loot
Get on your mark and get set, ready, go
Funny, but these niggas already know
That we’re knocking on microphones
Just hadn’t already sh*tted on niggas, miraculous flow
Got niggas tryna reappear while the damage is low
That’s an emphatical “No”
Slap him up, clap him up, bundle these niggas like packages
Wrap ’em in bandages slow
See a lot of bitches in they Humvee 4
Coward niggas comin’ in and we be flingin’ the door
Pause for a minute, then I peel a little slow
Black, then I throw the West up at every hoe
Why y’all other niggas money slow?
Peep game, ’cause my money come retarded though
This sh*t here be the anthem for all of my bitches
And every one of my gangsters, yo, gangsters, yo

[Chorus: Kelly Rowland & Missy Elliott]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Oh yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Aw, let’s go, let’s go)

[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
Pop to the pop drop, like a drop top
Errbody lookin’ when I step up in the spot
See the way I rock? I’m hot, you not
Errbody wanna clock, man, get off my jock
Errbody know Misdemeanor don’t stop
And my records don’t flop, got the game on lock
Not tick tock, six carats in my watch
Now, kiss my ass, haters, keep watch
Get it, get it, money, money, I get it (Get it)
Hundred grand in the club, I’ll spend it (Spend it)
You lose, you lose, and I’m winnin’
Y’all lame doing nothing, know I been did it
Don’t come at all or ya better come with it
Money in my bank be sippin’ digits
See me buy bottles with no cash limit
Flow be tighter than skinny jeans fitted
There is no competition, I are the one, no competition
Lick a gyal, no competition
When mi come through, tell the fool “Better run”
Wanna battle me? Well, you a dum-dum
Not Kelly, but I give her motivation
My style you not takin’, I’m Missy E, money maker

[Chorus: Kelly Rowland & Busta Rhymes]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Good)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (So good)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Here we go)

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Y’all niggas already know what it is
Y’all niggas already know what I do
Every time we step up in the spot
Homie, I’ma take yo shine from you
Homie, you ain’t got the slightest clue
Diamonds’ll shine with the brightest blue
Niggas had to throw that money how we throw it
Funny, but they money on a diet, too
I ain’t even knew him, why they try it, boo
‘Cause I throw brass if a nigga tired
Broke nigga leave until they gone, gone, gone
Homie get a little inspired, too
Preach sh*t ’til another amp is smokin’
Spend til’ I’m lookin’ like a martian, floatin’
That motherf*cker’s lookin’ at me all weird
Funny nigga, you ain’t seen that God has spoken?
It’s like they turnt the lights on, see the way we shine, bitch?
You spend ’til your bread gone, we spend like it’s a crime, bitch
Homie, now throw that bread like you don’t give a f*ck
Shawty, go ‘head, bend over, pick that money up

[Chorus: Kelly Rowland & Busta Rhymes]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Oh yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’ (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin’

[Verse 1]
I am looking for something
A dream, is all that I’m hunting
This fire, is keeping me running
Keeping me holding on
I’m not heard and on healing
I’m just fighting for feeling
With these wings skies the ceiling
Living inside a dream

[Chorus]
Talk me down
Little but little I sink, I swim
Feels like I’m all falling down in string
Talk me down
Saking, by saking I chace but when
Feels like I’m living inside a dream

[Verse 2]
This girl is a little bit crazy
That one, so amazing
These stars, keeping me gazing
Keeping me holding on
Feels like, dream in the dream
Inside, none us believe
Outside a freaks like me living inside a dream

[Chorus]
Talk me down
Little but little I sink, I swim
Feels like I’m all falling down in string
Talk me down
Saking, by saking I chace but when
Feels like I’m living inside a dream

[Bridge]
We’re living inside a dream
We’re living inside a dream

[Chorus]
Talk me down
Little but little I sink, I swim
Feels like I’m all falling down in string
Talk me down
Saking, by saking I chace but when
Feels like I’m living inside a dream

[Outro]
We’re living inside a dream
We’re living inside a dream

[Verse 1]
My life is great
I write then hit update
I turn you on
Wanna belong
So I go to the mall
And I buy it all (All on)
Thank God it’s the weekend (My squad)
Got time we can waste it (Don’t know)
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire? (It’s like)
We live in a bubble pretending it’s cause we are young

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & MØ & Together]
We are f*cked
These days we only follow (we only follow)
These days we’re feeling hollow (we’re feeling hollow)
“Get paid”, the only motto (yeah)
We are f*cked
They say “It all gets better”
They say “Won’t last forever”
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are f*cked

[Verse 2: MØ]
The fame, the fame
I want to hear my name
And I don’t care what for
I’ll change the world
Save all the trees and birds
But first I’ll grab a Starbucks
And I’ll get to work (All on)
Thank God it’s the weekend (My squad)
Got time we can waste it (Don’t know)
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire? (It’s like)
We live in a bubble pretending it’s cause we are young

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & MØ & Together]
We are f*cked
These days we only follow (we only follow)
These days we’re feeling hollow (we’re feeling hollow)
“Get paid”, the only motto (yeah)
We are f*cked
They say “It all gets better”
They say “Won’t last forever”
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are f*cked

[Bridge: Noah Cyrus]
We’ve got hearts in the right places
But we’re still a danger to ourselves
Maybe it’s ’cause we are young
Thank god it’s the weekend
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire?

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & MØ & Together]
We are f*cked
These days we only follow (we only follow)
These days we’re feeling hollow (we’re feeling hollow)
“Get paid”, the only motto (yeah)
We are f*cked
They say “It all gets better”
They say “Won’t last forever”
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are f*cked