MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
kid ink - neva gave a fuck
Neva gave a fuck, prolly never will
Rollin, ridin til the muhfuckin wheels fall off
Yea, I be in this muhfucka still
Ballin bitch this ain't no muhfuckin drill
Call it Kid Ink baby, if you ain't know that
Niggas tryna still my swag need a low jack
Walkin round this bitch no shirt like Conan
Leanin off the codine, thats why I'm movin slowly
So sorry for the trouble baby, drop it like a fumble
And I'ma make it rain feel like spring in the summa
Hell naw it ain't nothin goin in like a button
Wait a second, you hear me buzzin?
Bitch you know I neva gave a fuck, neva neva gave fuck
No I neva gave a fuck, prolly neva will
You know I neva gave a fuck, neva neva gave a fuck
No I neva gave a fuck, prolly neva will
Shawty on my dick, tryna cop a feel
Better cuff yo chick, goin for the steal
She been lookin at a nigga like a muhfuckin meal
Been signin titties all night still I wont sign a deal
Yea, tell me what you know bout
Tryna keep it real but my show already sold out
Uh, white girls everywhere I go now
Party over here but we can take it to the house
Shawty ring my bell, can't knock my hustle
Its alumni batgang bitch to the rubble
Know you see me in here, HD we clear
With my middle finger up in the air
Bitch you know I neva gave a fuck, neva neva gave fuck
No I neva gave a fuck, prolly neva will
You know I neva gave a fuck, neva neva gave a fuck
No I neva gave a fuck, prolly neva will
(Bitch I got a....)
Man of my city, LA is the home
Niggas ran to my city when they seen that we was on
Hold up, just touched down know you hear me on the radio
First time here but your girl we already know
I had these bitches at my table back at lunch
Now I got a couple bottles same bitches back in front
Somebody bring the bartender back at once
I'ma need a lil more, tell em how it go
Bitch you know I neva gave a fuck, neva neva gave fuck
No I neva gave a fuck, prolly neva will
You know I neva gave a fuck, neva neva gave a fuck
No I neva gave a fuck, prolly neva will
(Bitch I got a....)
kid ink - more than a king
An honest man often grows cruel
When converted into an absolute prince
Born from power, a bitter from fear
The madness, the treachery
The strong mixture of troubles
It is a man?s own mind
Not his enemy a fool that lures him to evil ways
More than a man, more than a king
More like God!
I feel like like
More than a king, more than a king, more like God
It?s more than a city, more than a village where we are
Feels so good to you man
Everything?s so super fly
Uh, I don?t need no cake
Coming in high just to beat yo grace
Wait, everybody sound so reckless
King me, these niggas playin checkers
Me? A nigga stay chest to chest
Let somebody else check the check
In my city protect yo neck
It?s more than a method man and you get up
The man of the hour, sold-out shows for someone out
Ridin round with this gold hangin on my chest like al
Whole team winnin, OG hit a homerun, we chillin
We don?t talk much til you free, seen niggas
It?s showtime, check yo feet feet nigga
I?m seeing ADHD, seeing everything clear through my red eyes
Runnin these streets past, will get it right when you see a nigga zoom by
Zoom out, you?re standing way too close
Groupie boy worse than a new hoe
Cold heart growin, need a new coat
Too high, tryna find my new low
To me a moving nature
Crosses the line into the relation to other men
A burn appetite and desire
Becomes lust and passion
The dominion that lands to hell over nature
He also seeks to have his brothers
So closely remind of his own proper beginning
And crossing on gods
Only God is to have dominion over all
Uh, so I just sit back and laugh at em
Blowin kush and success my bad habit
Sacrifices of mine, take a stab at em
Feelin ain?t no man like me since Adams
Ask leaders, actors it?s half Aston
I?m a active, addict but I action
Racks in, racks out, girl keep flashin
Fact is, little life that you niggas fashion
Hard to ball when ain?t one to pass it
In the past but I was way too passionate
Way too much drive, almost crashin
To the casket, fuck that to the ashes
Uh, 31 nigga, off so much style, know you heard my nigga
Uh, what?s the word my nigga
Been drunk since November my nigga uh
Yea, tell a bitch kick the feet out
Anything she left, left me like regal
Lit em on fire, take take em all down
Pull out the shots and take it like pow
Faded off my own strand
Better pull to the side, this is my own lane
Speedin over nigga, hittin corners in a maze
I can see where we going, hope the signs gon change
More than a king, more than a king, more like God
More than a king, more than a king, more like God
More than a king, more than a king? more like God
kid ink - tat it up
I'm going hard body till there's no more room left
And you aint never seen nobody sit through this
You got space?
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
First off yeah I'm tatted up and my bitch too
You just got a bunch of different names like a bitch do
You da type of nigga in a book trying to pick through
I be getting blasted motherfuckin click through
Death mood, no pin you can call me big man
Showing skin you ain't goin ham like an islam
Light to a dark skin, nigga with no tan
No shirt in this bitch hollywood ho gear
Frankenstein tatted on me cause I an a monster
See a lot a pain you can me at the hostel
Face like a aston (?)
All the ideas you're my motherfuckin lights on
See it from the front or the back like an iphone
I walk inside the room and I'm the one they got their eyes on
Me say you ain't fucking with my dj
Catch up you ain't even started on your sleeves yet
Need to book a couple more sessions trying to reach us
Paint guns stuck into my flesh like leeches
All that shadin' shows that your just soft
And if you got a problem middle finger fuck off
I'm on some new shit im a face look
I know you wish you thought of this like facebook
And I done told give a fuck how the case looks
Cause niggas try to steal my shit, bill gates crooks
And I can pass for a vato
If you tatted, nigga I'm picasso
I'm the shit, you can get it on your nostrils
You can take a picture or get it on your ipod
I'm going hard body till there's no more room left
And you aint never seen nobody sit through this
You got space?
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
I'm going hard body till there's no more room left
And you aint never seen nobody sit through this
You got space?
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
Tat it up.
kid ink - bad ass
[Hook: Kid Ink]
I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house
Throwin' this money like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening
But girl, this your show, now bring it back, rerun
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate
Get high as you ever been, we getting hella bent
Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman
Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's
Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a motherfuckin' relative
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Wale]
I'm the man of the hour
Money and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is ours
Where the killers devour
Where the niggas lift Smith ands and the victims lift a few flowers
Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good shoes
When the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-o-o my coat
We high choking on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know
Double M Young Olu ghost
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas be hatin they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch in Jamaica, fuck her slow when we creepin
Get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga out here ballin'
All these bad bitches callin'
Wrist all flooded to New Orleans
Roll royce so big I can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
And I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches ass foreign
You could "Run Tell DAT" ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin' instaham
Drop that work that's instabands
Pyrex pot thats instagrams
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill
Swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world
That nigga say fuck me, I'mma fuck your girl like woah
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Now go ahead with that bad ass
And fast cash my dash pass
Them silicones and fat ass
Got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps
You so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap
The bass slap like the Mac S
No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie
Get ready for the show
[Hook]
kid ink - star player
(Hook)
I swear if bad girls had a team
You?d be the mascot and the star player
You got skills baby that I never seen
You tryna ball, you could be my star player
Star? you can be a star
Everything will change if you?ll be my star player
Star? you can be a star
I can put you in the game, come and be a star player
(Verse)
I said if bad girls had a team
You?d be the MVP of the league
And everything ain?t always what it seem
In the dark, it ain?t hard, I can tell you a freak
Just come with me and you can be a star
Go on, keep it rollin, now I tell you when the scene is off
Fly motherfucker, wnt like you got Adidas on
Sippin this Patrone, bet I get you in the better zone
That?s what you better know, tell me yes, never know
Let me be the coach and I?mma get you wins like Michael Jordan
All them other bitches ain?t important, I ignore them baby
When you hit the floor you be the only that?s going
(Hook)
I swear if bad girls had a team
You?d be the mascot and the star player
You got skills baby that I never seen
You tryna ball, you could be my star player
Star? you can be a star
Everything will change if you?ll be my star player
Star? you can be a star
I can put you in the game, come and be a star player
(Verse)
I said if bad girls had a team
On me, I?ll be sittin every game floor seats baby
Swear it can be the shoes on yo feet
Every time that you score I be lookin for the rebound
Just come with me and you could be yourself
I can lend a hand if you need the help
So take another shot, let it roll
Game hitter, show em what you?ve been trainin for
And we can win it girl, tell me that you in it
I?ve been scoutin for a minute and you the one that I?m feelin up
Every time you walk in the building then you steal the show
I just got a feeling I can bring a side out that you didn?t know
(Hook)
I swear if bad girls had a team
You?d be the mascot and the star player
You got skills baby that I never seen
You tryna ball, you could be my star player
Star? you can be a star
Everything will change if you?ll be my star player
Star? you can be a star
I can put you in the game, come and be a star player
Star?
I can put you in the game
Everything will change
Just come with me and you can be a star
Ridin with the team, you ain?t never lost
Take another shot, let it roll
Show em what you?ve been trainin for
Star player
Star player
kid ink - standing there
Yeah x3
They say (they say)
We don't know what we got (we got)
Till it's gone (till it's gone)
It was just another club night
Doing me not looking for a love life
Seen a pair of jimmy choos like club lights
Bad girl, body like a bud light
Yea, you hot shit
And now she wanna come over there and talk shit
Uhh, my games all offense
And she poison, caution
But them freaky beats said call me
How much is your love gonna cost me?
I got it all covered, like all state
Looked at me and said nigga that's all great
Uhh huh uhh huh uhh huh uhh huh
I dont heard it all before
But can you make me a star
But first I gotta see how you can perform
When I saw you (I couldn't believe you were)
Standing there, there, there, there
Standing there
When I saw you (I couldn't believe you were)
Standing there, there, there, there
Standing there
Yea
Baby we was all right
You want it I got it, you ain't have to ask twice
Drivin off love, steering in the right direction
Guess you made a wrong turn at the intersection
You trippin now, you on some other shit
Saying how that you heard him with another bitch
Talking bout how I played you
Girl don't you remember that I made you
Man, baby we was living life
Too many time we could recall nights
Uhh, its amnesia
But somewhere you forgot where you came from
Uhh huh uhh huh uhh huh uhh huh
I done heard it all before
I know life ain't fair
But you made it all so clear
When I saw you (I couldn't believe you were)
Standing there, there, there, there
Standing there
When I saw you (I couldn't believe you were)
Standing there, there, there, there
Standing there
Two years off for my ex club night
With my bros, groupie chicks acting all up tight
Trying us like one for the night
I spy with my eye, baddie thick thighs
Familiar, pretty eyes, man no lies
Every nigga staring at her like she lookin fly
Huh, bit I show no attention walked up, no hesitation
Man, it was the girl I was penetrating
Err, I told her what was I thinking
But now I'm on the road, doing shows, you on the pole
I'm flying icy, why you standing there lookin froze
Ohh, deuce up
Uhh huh uhh huh uhh huh uhh huh
I done heard it all before
I said you ain't gotta lie boo
I didn't know I did when
When I, saw you (I couldn't believe you were)
Standing there, there, there, there
Standing there
When I, saw you (I couldn't believe you were)
Standing there, there, there, there
Standing there
kid ink - cali dreamin
California dreamin [3x]
I'm gonna stay..stay..stay
California dreamin [3x]
I'm gonna stay..stay..stay
Since you might see bunch of beaches
Bunch of pretty bitches
Life dnt get it twisted
Wrong turn could be missin
Stay ridin with the bros
Like a car full of siblings
Kush runnin through my system straight frm..
California california
Swear you ain't never gonna leave if you get a whif of dis
And my life is like a movie nigga you can get a clip
You ain't shotn better chip
Dhat mean u shud prbly dip
Any city I dnt trip out n..
California california
Bitch I'm good wheaeva I go
Name any hood nigga bet I know
Headed to da store for swishers sweet
N a tall can of ari zona
The sun hotter thn da sonar
Where u frm betta own up..ugh
Thrw it up..
California california
California dreamin [3x]
I'm gonna stay..stay..stay
California dreamin [3x]
I'm gonna stay..stay..stay
So.. dnt wake me up
Frm my dream dnt wake me up
But I got a quarter pound mayb u can wake me up
All my bitches weigh a buck 25 buck 40
Born bad lik da army strght frm..
California california
All da way turnt up
White tee pair of chucks
Let me redesign been dhat way snce high skool
Nigga n yo girl been on my dick snce high skool
I'm sorry if you move bck to..
California california
'cause I've been here
Hollywood all the way to the vantage
Dhats whea nigga use to get my dro
Nigga I'm on sunset sellin out shows
If it aint table n a bottle I aint goin
So much smoke man a nigga can't breath
Has sme fun baby girl dnt leave sty in..
California california
California dreamin [3x]
I'm gonna stay..stay..stay
California dreamin [3x]
I'm gonna stay..stay..stay
kid ink - standing on the moon
Oh no
Yeah
Oh, you see me standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
You see me all over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world
You see me, I know you see me
Sitting on the moon ain't nobody in between me
But the stars is feel me like I found me jinny
I don't wanna let it go
Light it up and let it glow
Light it up and let it blow
Baby pass that special
It's a party everywhere and I'ma crash that shit
You know when you champ right high is the letter
You gonna need a f*cking rocket
Tryin to get up on my level I uh
Come and get up on my level
Patron in your system
We chillin in the back like wisdom
Feeling so close but I'm not aware in your reach look of it
Oh, you see me standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
You see me all over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world
I'm dreaming yeah, feels like I'm dreaming
How we can hear so fast yeah
We must be speeding probably we need to slow it down
But I don't think that I well gonna hundred thousand running
Baby catch me if you can yeah
And we can leave it all up night to..the fingers up
We can f*ck all night, yeah you know it
Girl you got the body like a cope
It's after party tell her follow me like a call
I can't get enough I need more
Gotta do it for the time, for the time I was broke
Gotta do it for the time, for the time ain't no
Now all I do is shine put your shades on
Back on
Oh, you see me standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
Looking down, standing on the moon
You see me all over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world, world, world
All over the world
kid ink - like a g
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold
I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Uh, feelin so good
All the way out the hood
Now I gotta view that can see the whole city
Swear momma raised her a real go-getter
(yeah)
Itll be okay
Tell em that im so La
West up
Shoe box money in the dresser
Yeah, thats what a G showed me
I know you can smell the Og on me
And shawty trynna get another drink on me
Anything in the world for free baby
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold
I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Just trynna have a fun time
Middle finger up to the one time
Fist to my niggas on the front line
Shades out, we gon' shine
Yeah, see us
Just ball in my sneakas
They ain't gettin money like a pre-nun
See it goin around, tea cups
G thing, Travie got her in her G-string
And I could make her sing like T-Pain
Let me give you the game now
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold
I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Live by the G code
On another level get a cheat code
Keep it 100, c note
Party everywhere that we go
Oh uh alright
Bat gang, up all night
Nigh night night
See, everything ain't what it seem, but
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold
I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah
kid ink - money and thepower
[Intro: Kid Ink]
Money and the power
Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause)
I got the money and the power
Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause)
We?ve been going hard for too long
Can?t get enough, what is you on?
Really ain?t nothing, I could drop that
Wake up in the morning, make it all back
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
It?s nothing, nothing to get it poppin?
Wanna roll. Roll up, up, and away
Here we go now
Now Martin had a dream, I?ve been dreamin? ?bout gold
Tell ?em I just wanna shine, and I gotta let it show
Show up on the scene, walk right through the door
Got a nigga on repeat, it?s my double up flow
Vibrate the whole building, I ain?t ringing through your phone
Waiting ?til the smoke clear, can you see me through the fog?
Fall back, it could go all bad
We be goin? hard with your ex, oh Tic-tac
Tacky motherfuckers must not be hip yet
Life is a bitch, but I bet I get that bitch wet
[Hook: Kid Ink]
We, we?ve been going hard for too long
Can?t get enough, what is you on? (Yeah)
Really ain?t nothing, I can drop that
Wake up in the morning, make it all back
We, we?ve been going hard for too long
We, we?ve been going hard for too long
Ma-money and the power
Once you get a little, they just wanna take you down (cause)
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
But I?m ready, ready, so you can tell ?em to bring it on
On a whole other level of high, no phone
Foes all mad ?cause the dough don?t fold
Forget about your plans, we ain?t leavin? ?til it close
Close to the top, I can barely see the ground
With the whole team here, everybody get around
Look like a parade when we?re coming through your town
One hand to the sky, two feet to the ground
Wait, can?t stop ?til the sun?s up
Party everywhere ever since I got my funds up
Yup, pray to God it never run out
Off that loud, burnin? rubber, need to slow it down
[Hook: Kid Ink]
[Bridge: Kid Ink]
Mon-money and the power
Once you get a little, they just wanna take you down, (cause(x2))
That, that?s how it is
When you fuckin? with me, you should know how it goes
That, that?s how it is
I?ve got a bottle in my hand and a pocket full of dough
[Outro: Kid Ink]
kid ink - bossin up
[Intro: Kid Ink]
Okay
Bossin? up
You, you can check we bossin?
[Hook x2: Kid Ink]
Yeah
Valet park my whip nigga
Hammer time for my chips nigga
(Bossin? up!)
Add it up, your girlfriend choosin? so you mad as fuck
Chillin? with my coalition nigga?s rackin? up
(Bossin? up) add it up
(Bossin? up) add it up
A lil? Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
It goes
Valet when I park it
OG when I spark it
Money speak when I?m talkin?
J?s on when I?m walking
They fired up like arsen
You can?t touch my garments
Up late nights pass Carson
Drinkin? large proportions of that turn up juice
Got your girlfriend, loose
Shakin? that ass listening to Luke
Give a nigga all holes no loops
Give a nigga all brain no lip
I be at the ball hanging no grip
Pant saggin? no four fitfh
My security bullets like four inches
Kick that shit like four ninjas
Did that shit for my nigga?s who
Made it out the hood to the good side
Bossin? up with no tie
You heard it through the grape vine
And I was actually there, yeah
It?s clear who?s been gettin? to the bread like Panera, ugh
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Ooh Haaan,
Bossed up in this bitch, got my doors up in this bitch
Don?t get tossed up in this bitch,
I?m like ooh haaan, Coke Boyz in this bitch
Got Kid Ink in this bitch, got ASAP Ferg in this bitch
Hundred on that stage nigga, hundred in them K?s nigga
In that Porsche Boxster, stuntin? to my grave nigga
Strap with the forty shit real life shit
Talkin? about the purple smokin? fills outchea
Stingy with the money but the shells I shed
My nigga rip the gold off your grill outchea
Pull up in a tank, cup full of drank
Make ten mill, stuff it in the bank
Fifty on a Rollie, hundred on a link
Think you an animal, I turn you to a mink
Throwin? darts, throwin bullets, stuntin? on ?em
Hoes pull the top off car hood this South Bronx oooh
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: ASAP Ferg]
Hello nigga with the gold teeth
Hilfiger nigga only OG
Hilfiger niggas only four deep
But for real that trilla nigga bring the whole street
Four trill bitches on my Rollie
Montana hammer like I?m Tony
Cocaine to her nose bleed
Make your girl want to cuff the police
That Flacko nigga goldie
Me and Rocky like Apolla Creed
Relax, to the max no cozy
Big doors on the crib but I?m lowkey
Don?t fl? with the niggas they be phony
Your B M don?t even know me
She all on my wang, Alexander Wang
Yeah, my fella?.. four G?s
Ape?s on the feet made .. complete
Made girls scream Lord like I am a Priest
I?m a boss nigga with blonde in seats
Just collect cash while designer sneaks
White gold teeth every time I speak
Three thou for the smile nigga I?m a G
Better talk to me nice I?mma chief
You dealin? with a boss so I need PC
[Bridge]
I?m out this bitch
I?m out this door
I?m out this door
[Hook x2]
[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Keep it one hunnid, hunnid in ones
If you trying to have some fun, funds up
Get you some, some of it all
All this money in my drawer, draw these hoes to my car
Add it up how I ball
Yeah that?s bossin? up, dont bother us
Steady poppin? .., so popular
Love poppin? shit, its right ship might take off outta here
Here we go again, givenin? a sin
So sin.. since last night til six going in
Sun shines see the glare
No we aint playin? fair
You really aint bout that paper if there aint enough to share
Actin? like I?ve been on vacation
Tell a motherfucker I aint goin? nowhere
On my own playin the cards like the game is Solataire (yeah)
[Hook x2]
kid ink - stank in my blunt
Break down
Roll up
Roll up
I break down roll up
Snake size cobra
Swisha sweets two
Cups a lee you just
Popped off yo soda
What you smoke is so
So pass it off like so what
These scrub nigga get no love
Wrap it up toga
Og only smell that Folgers
I will never change like
The money is yo sofa
We smokin every day
In a loca motive drive top
Choo-choo
With yo girlfriend goin cookoo yea everybody
Know me wizard of that Oz say they smoking
Grade a but these niggas
Is phony
Is six head too fat blunt
Call it flowitry bon-fire
Cig going round
Burnin' so slowly
Girl to keep it real I don't
Trust nobody way you roll
It up damn I need you
Shawty break it down she
Don't waste no time you the
Type of one I gotta keep
I love it like
Ilove it when you roll it
Love is when you roll it
Roll it up on me like
Love it when you roll it
Love it when you roll it
Roll it
I got this dank in my blunt
Oh yea I got this dank in my blunt
You smell the stank in my
Blunt blunt yea
Blunt Bangz
I break down roll up so
California palm trees
Fine weed C4 blow it up
Keep it high loud
Smoke hear me out
Pound for pound like a
Box of weed twisted
Like lockers
I,m on one yo girlfriend is
On me we kick it like
Shown up so high ang
Horny just meet me
Backstage when I got an
Oz I need you to show me
How you do it cause'
Show me how you do it girl
Show me how you do it girl
Show me how you do it girl
Show me how you do it
Cause'
kid ink - broken promises
(Yeah)
You... Don't... Want the trouble (hah hah)
I see you talkin',
Can't hear cuz the music loud,
Look up and everybody's doin' music now
Know we hustle, stick together like a uni brow
But every time your niggas see me,
I be lookin' down
Cuz I remember way back when,
Ya'll niggahs tryna B-D way back then
And I was up all night, no restin'
And now u tryna steal my dreams like inception
But you'll wake up soon,
Tick tick boom all the way ya you
Ima bout to blow up, C4 niggah
Hear me singin', fuck u like Cee Lo niggah
Cuz all I see Cb4 Spitters
Everybody think they gotta "need no spirit"
Just seems like paris got
Little niggahs lookin at me like parents
I'm obviously was appearin'
Tell em they can never seize my appearance
Stay High, Ima airhead
Know we came a long way from a airbed
Junior high, niggah couldn't get a pair of Jay's
Now I can fuck anything with a pair of legs
Say a word? I ain't gotta say a word
My name is... she say it first
Gettin paid, just to say a verse
I'm grateful that I ain't have to see a Hurse
And neither did my best mans
But I can still count my friends on my left hand
Life's a test, feels more like a pop quiz
So you better pay attention 'fore you cop shit
Too hot in the kitchen niggah hop step
I be up inside that bitch like top chef
And if I can give any advice,
You gotta fuck up 'fore you get shit right
Just when it feels like every things getting promising
Now I need a cast for all these broken promises
Gotta stay ready, get set
Tryna make it through the storm like the dailyest catch
I'm in the building but they really expect
Cuz I see a couple rats got cheese need traps
A couple naps now I'm eatin up the track
Sound so sweet but I'm going for the plack
And if you ain't following me get a map
Bout to roll up motherfucker,
Get a match, uh
kid ink - insane
First off, haters Fuck 'em
No bedtime stories but you know somebody tuckin'
As my dough gets nice they just come by the dozen
But them hoes still love me like my name John Tucker
'Bout to serve these niggas
But I ain't the butler
They just look like fools (food?)
So I treat em like supper
What it is..whats up
We're talking slick like butter
Cause my name my ring bells, let me in bzz..buzzer
For I kick in the door like the ...
...
Nine o'clock tea time
No I never punched out so I don't got free time
Takin' straight shots at niggas think that I need ..?
Gotta list fulla haters get behind the line.
With my middle fingers up and its an obvious sign
That I ain't even transform in my optomus prime
What I do they gon' do like bin laden is high
When I come through you know it's going down bitch sly
We rollin' up that sticky icky
Feel like my shit slime
Everywhere we go we smell like prime
I'm fly yah two z's from heaven
When you see me in the club its 2k11
And how dare a muthafucker say my flow is elementary
I could really give two f's like fendi
We ain't goin' nowhere
Nigga see you in a century
Yeah I been in the hood please go all the way to century
I'm a real muthafucker and you just a mirage
Three blunts in the air you could call it a minage
On my passport swag, bookin' shows in mulan
And I ain't even got a deal but my hand is lookin' strong
And I ain't done tryin' to write more songs than songs
Thank God that I'm alive
Praise 'em up they long crash landed in the game bout to call 'em out home
Cant nobody tell me what I did wrong.
But they say that I'm insane
A little crazy, bitch I'm gettin' paid
Money never change me,
I put that on the range and that mercedes jukin? in my lane
But you chase me
Baby I'm insane
A little crazy bitch I'm gettin' paid
Money never change me,
I put that on the range and that mercedes jukin? in my lane
But you chase me if you wanna
But I'm a goner
Yeah, I said I'm a goner.
kid ink - no miracles
I never waited on a miracle
There ain?t no miracles round here
There ain?t no miracles?
I?m not afraid of the impossible
There ain?t impossible round here
There ain?t impossible, no
I ain't afraid, knowin? shit?s gotta change
One day it?ll never be the same
Just look into my heart you can see the grind
Look into my eyes you can see the pain
Painted a perfect picture where I came from
Some nights when I thought I wouldn?t see the sun
Son raised, though daddy wasn?t home, word
Hard tryna hold it down like a short skirt
Skurr off from these niggas tryna hold me back
I will not lose, Hov told me that
Dreaming bout a moment that?ll change my life
I don?t never wanna wake up, turn off the lights
Gotta let it burn, I?ve been ready to ignite
I said nothing?s impossible
See me runnin through the city, no obstacles
No option two, one way to go
I never waited on a miracle
There ain?t no miracles round here
There ain?t no miracles?
I?m not afraid of the impossible
There ain?t impossible round here
There ain?t impossible, no
I ain?t afraid, it?s nothing more I gotta say
To them haters middle finger, up to yo face
Facing so many problems, hate being tested
From a place where they waiting to see me arrested
No rest, tryna make it where I wanna go
Alumni but I couldn?t make the honoral
Too cool for school, I?m too rude with you
There?s no rules in the life we choose
I gotta ride for something, gotta die for something
Say you only live once, we?ll I keep it 100
Mo money, mo problems keep on coming
Tryin, a nigga go back but these niggas keep frontin
Right now everything going right, it could fuck up tonight though
Said nothing?s impossible
See me runnin through the city, no obstacles
No option two, one way to go
I never waited on a miracle
There ain?t no miracles round here
There ain?t no miracles?
I?m not afraid of the impossible
There ain?t impossible round here
There ain?t impossible, no
I ain?t afraid, I?m already there
I just don?t know when we goin
It?s crazy how the devil gets us when we heaven-sent
My hands already red, I lost so many men
Heavy is the head that bares the crown that I?m wearin man
I was a loser just tryna fit and I let em in
But those were school days, I grew up, now I?m on Letterman
I never thought that a song I wrote in a minivan
Would ever have the impact I?m reading inside these letters man
Dear Kells I heard yo story and felt it man
Your voice inspires, I feel like I can do anything
By the way, I sent you something from my brother
Open it up, a razor felt, it was a cutter, damn!
What if you were me, in 2003?
Rap was just a dream back when dreams burning like CD?s, feed em to the streets
Would you let adversity as you are, come for money
Guys you all realize everything you need?s inside you
[x2]
I never waited on a miracle
There ain?t no miracles round here
There ain?t no miracles?
I?m not afraid of the impossible
There ain?t impossible round here
There ain?t impossible, no
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