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Kanye West - FML (Lyrics)

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I been waiting for a minute
For my lady
So I can't jeopardize that for one of these hoes
I been living without limits
As far as my business
I'm the only one that's in control
I been feeling all I've given
For my children
I will die for those I love
God, I'm willing
To make this my mission
Give up the women
Before I lose half of what I own
I been thinking
About my vision
Pour out my feelings
Revealing the layers to my soul
My soul
The layers to my soul
Revealing the layers to my soul

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can't let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
See, before I let you go
One last thing I need to let you know
You ain't never seen nothing crazier than
This nigga when he off his Lexapro
Remember that last time in Mexico
Remember that last time, the episode
Asking me why the hell I text in code
Four times just to say don't text me hoe
Told you four times, don't test me hoe
Now we finna lose all self-control
But you ain't finna be raising your voice at me
Especially when we in the Giuseppe store
But I'mma have the last laugh in the end
Cause I'm from a tribe called check a hoe
Yeah, I'mma have to laugh Indian
Cause I'm from a tribe called check a hoe
And I...

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can't let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can't let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me

[Outro: Section 25 & Kanye West]
See through the veil
And forget all of your cares
Throw them
Throw them away
Don't stop your loving
Don't stop for nothing
No, not for nothing
They don't wanna see me love you
Nah, don't stop it
They always love it
They always wanna
They don't wanna see me love you
They don't wanna see me love you
They don't wanna see me love you
They don't wanna see me love you
See through the veil
And forget all your cares
Throw them
Throw them away
Oh, life's a feeling
Oh, the body's a feeling

[Produced by: Kanye West, Mitus, Noah Goldstein & Metro Boomin]

Kanye West - FML (Lyrics)

Kanye West - Wolves (Lyrics)



[Produced by Cashmere Cat and Sinjin Hawke]

[Hook: Kanye West]
Lost out, beat up
Dancin', down there
I found you, somewhere out
'Round 'round there, right right there
Lost and beat up
Down there, dancin'
I found you, somewhere out
Right down there, right 'round there

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Lost and, found out
Turned out, how you thought
Daddy, found out
How you turned out, how you turned out
If mama knew now
How you turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, I need you now
Got to love you
Found you, found you
Right now, right now
Right now, right now
If your mama knew how
You turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, and I need you now
Lost in... my doubt

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
You gotta let me know if I could be your Joseph
Only tell you real shit, that's the tea, no sip
Don't trip, don't trip, that pussy slippery, no whip
We ain't trippin' on shit, we just sippin' on this
Just forget the whole shit, we could laugh about nothin'
I impregnate your mind, let's have a baby without fuckin', yo
I know it's corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it's corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
I know it's corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it's corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
I know it's corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it's corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
You tried to play nice, everybody just took advantage
You left your fridge open, somebody just took a sandwich
I said baby what if you was clubbin'
Thuggin', hustlin' before you met your husband?
Then I said, "What if Mary was in the club
When she met Joseph around hella thugs?
Cover Nori in lambs' wool
We surrounded by the fuckin' wolves"
"What if Mary was in the club
'Fore she met Joseph with no love?
Cover Saint in lambs' wool
We surrounded by the fuckin' wolves"

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
The rings all ring out
Burn out, cave in
Blackened to dark out
I'm mixed now, fleshed out
There's light with no heat
We cooled out, it's cool out
Life is precious
We found out, we found out
We found out

Kanye West - Wolves (Lyrics)

Kevin Gates - Really Really (Lyrics)

"Really Really"

Diamonds really diamonds
And I'm shining bright cause I'm really grinding
They ask me if I'm real
I say is you serious?
My daughter gone love this bitch here

All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really Really

Make em believe I made em believe
A Lyrical song writer
And he can sing
Bringing in money like raking in leaves
I was just trying to get paper to sneeze
Achooo
That was a blessing
She special to you
I don't look at her special
Actually I treat her regular
Not being seen
We not making no spectacle
Gates had her first then he gave her to Kevin
All the above we do all the etcetera
Scared of the feds
Had to switch up my cellular
He talking Reckless don't call me back ever
Passing thru Gardere to holler at Glover
Shout out to black
Shout out to Cedric
Grey Monte Carlo
Cocaine 911
Just hollered at Trav
I'm like the Reverend
My section ridiculous
Watch where you stepping
Pockets on indigent, can't be too careful
Steve like em tall
And when they yellow
Working in college
Fresh with low mileage
I like em black
Pretty white teeth
Body unique
Booty on fleek
Jhene Aiko
Chewing her cheeks
Groceries please
You know that was for me

All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really really

Diving be treacherous
Pray to God that don't nobody mess with us (swim)
Keep it strong in case anyone testing us
Right or wrong if it's diss You don't mess with it
When yo bitch over here I don't mess with her
No detective work I don't be questioning
Where she been
Trying to read all of her messages
I don't speak on no man that's irregular
Take her phone disconnecting her cellular
What you need that for undressing
What you need that for caressing her
Spreading her legs bout to pleasure her
Pulling her hair from the back
Go to pressing her
Trying to see who tap first made a bet with her
Relationship flaking, no eczema
She catching feelings she say we inseparable
Oyster Perpetual
It's not a replica
Mustang GT in the streets smoking vegetables
Trunk in the front do it make me a elephant
I really really put syrup in my beverages
Shopping in Beverly
Check out my etiquette
Loving my swag
Women tailor
Keep checking it
Carats they glisten in all of my necklaces
Feeling myself
Really thought it was evident

All my diamonds shine cause they really diamonds
Bad bitches in line, they be really trying
They ask me if I'm high
I say really really
Got money on my mind
I say really really
I look like I been balling cause I'm really balling
I won't apologize
I'm not really sorry
They ask me if I'm lying
I say really really
I'm really out my mind
I say really really
Really really

Kevin Gates - Really Really (Lyrics)

Lil Yachty - 1Night (Lyrics)

[Hook 1]
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night

[Verse 1]
I know you want this for life
Fuck you so good you be calling out the Christ
Bottles of the Tech got it laid on ice
We spent four seasons at the Four Seasons twice
You be calling all your homegirls like "I'm his wife"
Hell nah, you trippin', reevaluate your life
I can't love no bitch, every single ho is trife
I sip dirty Sprite just to get me through the night
But I need you there
Promise that I need you there
Ain't no other bitch gon' fuck me like you do I swear
Put that on my gang I swear
I just can't put you on front street like you want I know
But baby you is not no ho
And I put it on my gang I'm not no average joe
It's Yachty from the block you know

[Hook 1]
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night

[Verse 2]
Don't you tell no one, no, no, no baby don't you tell no one
We gon' keep this just between us, we gon' have some fun
Fuck until the mornin' come, when the mornin' come, I'll make you cum
But then then I gotta run cause baby I got shit to do
Stack my bread up, fuck ya head up, that's just what I'll do
Chillin' on my avenue, if you ain't remember, I remember girl that's where I first wet you
You had you a drink or two
You came over half and sober callin' me your boo
Then you turned around and fucked the crew
I got no love for you

[Hook 2]
I can't have no wife, one night
You want this for life
But, I can't I can't have no wife
No wife, no, no wife
Just one night, one night
I can't, can't have no wife
I know you want this for life
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for one night

[Outro]
I just want you for one night
A night, you want this for life, but no
No, no, no
I can't have no wife

Lil Yachty - 1Night (Lyrics)

Written By: Lil Yachty

Kendrick Lamar - The Spiteful Chant (Lyrics)

"The Spiteful Chant"
(feat. Schoolboy Q)

[Hook:]
I know a lot of people that smile in my face
But talk behind my back every time I'm gone
So when they call my number, I don't never pick up
I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic or be fake with you
We apologize if you ever knew
Too many niggas, and not enough hoes
And most of you niggas, acting like hoes

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Everything I do is alumni
I'm a take my time, I'm a master it
You should be mindful of a mastermind
Put a landmine right where your momma live
Now blow up, blow up, hold up
I seen your kind before
See me as a dollar sign
Till I resign on your report
That I done you wrong, and I mean to know
My homie never
Nigga right now, it's now or never
Nigga right now, I'm high as ever
But however...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Everybody heard that I fuck with Dre
And they wanna tell me, I made it
Nigga I ain't made shit
If he gave me a handout
I'm a take his wrist and break it
Nigga, I'm faded off of that Nuvo
Chilling with two hoes in here
And they tie my laces, living the Matrix
As them pills disappear
Me and my niggas just acting bad
HiiiPower conglomerate
Living that life and counting this cash
Old friends I no longer have

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q (Kendrick Lamar)]
I remember when I came out and shit
Man it's been so long since they see my dick
Probably been five months since I seen my seed
God dammit K Dot when it comes to this
When I was sleeping on couches
Nigga couldn't get a call, just a Glock for my vouch
Nigga I was motherfucking outchea
With the flashing lights had me stuck like reindeer
When I should've been making bangers
I was somewhere stuck with a flame here
Motherfucker see how far that I came here
Went broke and I came up in the same year
Can I get a hell yea?
Drop my tear, hold my joy, show my pride
(Music saved my fucking life
I'm doing right
And you left behind
Feel my pain, now I'm styling
Heard this shit, I spent a thousand
Different homes, different islands)
Dropped my mix-tape and it sold like an album
Reason why I'm...

Going big, bitch suck my dick
Yea I'm going big, bitch suck my dick
Tell em I'm going big, bitch suck my dick
Yea I'm going big, bitch suck my dick

[Hook 2x]

Kendrick Lamar - The Spiteful Chant (Lyrics)
KENDRICK LAMAR lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. "The Spiteful Chant" lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.

Kanye West - Feedback (Lyrics)



[Produced by Kanye West, Mike Dean, Plain Pat & Charlie Heat]

[Hook]
Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We bout to get this paper

[Verse 1]
Money never made me
Make me do something? Nah, can't make me
Even if the money low, can't pay me
Even if the money low, can't play me

[Hook]
Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We bout to get this paper

[Verse 2]
Pablo bought a Roley and a rottweiler
Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
I've been outta my mind a long time
I've been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been saying how I feel at the wrong time
Might not come when you want but I'm on time

[Hook]
Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We 'bout to get this paper

[Verse 3]
I can’t let these people play me
Name one genius that ain't crazy
Follow our father
You borrow our motto
I'm a Chicago south sider
I'm a Chicago south sider

[Hook]
Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
Y'all sleeping on your boy, had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
It's time to get the paper

[Verse 4]
I've been outta my mind a long time
I've been outta my mind a long time
I know, I know, I shouldn’t even bother
With all these gossiping, no-pussy-getting bloggers
Fashion show in Gotham, I need another costume
PETA's mad cause I made a jacket outta possum
Awesome, Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin
Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton
If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman
Man, Jay, they don't really want no problems
Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in
Driving in the same uh that they killed Pac in
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up, hands up, then the cops shot us

[Outro]
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Wait a second, everybody here, I'm the ghetto Oprah
You know what that mean? You get a fur! You get a fur!
You get a jet! You get a jet! Big booty bitch for you! Woo!

Kanye West - Feedback (Lyrics)

Uncle Murda - Right Now (Lyrics)

[Intro: Future]
Niggas in the club right now
Blowin' on kush, gettin' money right now
Niggas got barrel right now, got jewels, got cars, got shooters right now
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)

[Hook: Future]
100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies
100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies
Coppin the whips on these niggas
Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these niggas
Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas
I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe
Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up a bag with my young niggas

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
Niggas in the club right now, bitches gettin' high on drugs right now
Got shooters on deck, I call Crips, call Bloods right now
Real niggas back, I'm puttin' on for my hittas
We blowin money, we throwin' money at strippers
Niggas in the trap right now, whippin it 'til come back right now
I'm strapped right now, even police get clapped right now
Break a whole brick down, lock at all of these baggies
I got your bitch on 5th ave, I'm Daddy

[Hook: Future]
100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies
100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies
(Droppin' the roof off these niggas)
Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these niggas
Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas
I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe
Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up some bands with my young niggas

[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
Oh I just got some pounds from the plug
If you ain't getin money, you a dub
I'm lit right now, bitch recognize who you with right now
I'm the shit right, look at the flick of the wrist right now
These audemar cost the price of a new york brick right now
Scheme money, I drop a bag and get you hit right now
My bread right now, can't tell me I can't be the best right now
If Future don't touch it, bang bang hit you in the head right now

[Bridge: Future & (Uncle Murda)]
If Murda don't trust you we gon' shoot you
Lil' Mexico don't trust you we gon shoot you
Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon shoot you
If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon shoot you
Brä brä brä brä Free Rowdy bitch
Brä brä brä brä Free Bobby bitch
(Run up on a nigga like bang bang
Get you popped right now, make a nigga go meet 'Pac right now)

[Hook: Future]
100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies
100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies
(Coppin the roof off these niggas)
Dont fuck, dont fuck, dont fuck with these niggas
Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas
I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe
Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up some bands with my young niggas

[Bridge: Future]
If Murda don't trust you we gon' shoot you
Lil' Mexico don't trust you we gon shoot you
Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon shoot you
If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon shoot you
Headshoots, trap money
The streets watching
But they ain't trippin
If money come this fast I swear to God I never spend it

[Outro]
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)

Uncle Murda - Right Now (Lyrics)