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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Woah, Kenny), look

[Chorus]
Little bird (Bird), got her off the curb (Curb)
Like to throw it back (Back), and she kept her word (Word)
Then she upped a gear (Gear), took it into third (Third)
Never interfere (Don’t), when I do my work (Don’t)
I been through the dirt, now it’s dinners and desserts (It is)
She gon’ suck the kid (She will), nearly left the Earth (Yeah)
Trappin’ was my gift (It was), trappin’ was your curse (Yeah)
You said, “f*ck it, bruh, it’s lit” (Yeah) ’til you got your ass burnt (Ouch)

[Verse]
They’re all lies, me, I’m factual (I am)
Plus I come up from the streets like Masvidal (Yes, I did)
Talk tough, then I’m aimin’ at your mandible
You got loud grub then I’ma eat it like a cannibal (I’ll take it)
Cold and drop a ounce, somethin’ casual (Somethin’ normal)
Then I took the whole pack, I’m irrational (I jerked it)
Regular pot but made the kitties think it’s magical
Hit the milli’ mark, then invest in some capital (Yeah, look, I am)
Nigga, how you broke? Get a line, let the weight go (How?)
I might take your ho, make her mine ’cause I say so (Take her)

Don’t mess with my guy, that’s my bro, that’s my Qualo (Don’t)
Pop out on a guy, where’s the plug? Where’s Pedro? (Yeah)
Done a mad ting, bait one, lay low (Lay low)
We ain’t campin’ we’re out ‘ere, main road (Main road, we’re out here)
She attractive, smashed it, case closed (Sweet one)
Very fantastic, the way she give the great blows (Great blows)

[Chorus]
Little bird (Bird), got her off the curb (Curb)
Like to throw it back (Back), and she kept her word (Word)
Then she upped a gear (Gear), took it into third (Third)
Never interfere (Don’t), when I do my work (Don’t)
I been through the dirt, now it’s dinners and desserts (It is)
She gon’ suck the kid (She will), nearly left the Earth (Yeah)
Trappin’ was my gift (It was), trappin’ was your curse
You said, “f*ck it bruh, it’s lit,” (Yeah) ’til you got your ass burnt (Ouch)

[Outro]
Done a mad ting, bait one, lay low (Yeah)
We ain’t campin’ (Yeah), we’re out here, main road (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She attractive, smashed it, case closed (Yeah, yeah)
Very fantastic (Yeah), the way she give the great blows (Yeah, yeah)

She’s a tongue demon
Pill on her tongue, dick on her tongue, ooh, ooh, yeah
Hypnotized by your body, like the way you move, yeah
Her skin smooth, her body smooth like chocolate mousse, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah

I’m in her throat like a Popeyes biscuit
Naked bitch, I can suck on them titties
Glock hanging out, you can see the lil’ dicky
I mix with [?], bitch, I’m giving out quickies
That ass fat, she go ’round like a weekly
Surrounded by shooters, you never can sneak me
Marsupial superstar, started a species

f*ck around, buy a bazooka and blow up the block
Too many shots, ’bout to blow up the Glock
Nice ice, bitch glow in the dark
Put that p*ssy on cruise control, baby, don’t park
Yeah, and when she run out of gas, she see it go start
She’s a semen demon, straight up conjuring
That p*ssy fat, so astonishing
Told her suck it, suck it with some confidence
I’ma cover them buns like a condiment
When she changing her clothes, give her closet dick
That p*ssy too wet, it might clog in it
Told her throw that ass back, girl, you hogging it
Got that p*ssy breathing like a frog in it

She’s a tongue demon
Pill on her tongue, dick on her tongue, ooh, ooh, yeah
Hypnotized by your body, like the way you move, yeah
Her skin smooth, her body smooth like chocolate mousse, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah

She like that way that I ooh
Eat that dick up, that’s a Rap Snack
She move her body like a [?]
I’ma butter them cakes like a flapjack
She get the dick hard like a popsicle
Babygirl, suck on this popdickle
Redhead bitch, call her Devil Head
That p*ssy gooey like deviled eggs
Monkey nuts on my shit make the devil scared
They deeper than us, but we can still take it there
I might just take it there, I’m tryna stay level-head
Blow the brains out his ass
Separate the head from the dreads
Separate the body from the legs
Separate the fingers from the hands
Don’t get smoked ’bout a bitch ’cause she in a 2.0 stance (Ain’t talking cannabis)
Yeah

She’s a tongue demon
Pill on her tongue, dick on her tongue, ooh, ooh, yeah
Hypnotized by your body, like the way you move, yeah
Her skin smooth, her body smooth like chocolate mousse, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah

I reached out my arms and I touched you with soft words I whispered your name
I held you right on the tip of my fingers but that was as close as I came
My eyes had a vision of sweet lips yeelding beneath my command
I had your love on the tips of my fingers
But I let it slip right through my hands but I let it slip right through my hands

Somebody took you when I wasn’t looking and I should have known from the start
It’s a long long way from the tip of my fingers
To the love hidden deep in your heart to the love hidden deep in your heart
I had your love on the tips of my fingers
But I let it slip right through my hands but I let it slip right through my hands

Ohhh yeah

yeah

Saw him once in the hills
Water in the canyon
walked by the sun
I brushed up against him
Wildflowers on fire

And then I asked him with my eyes
To ask again (yes)
And then he asked me would I?
Yes, Yes
I put my arms around him, yes
And draw him down to me so he can feel my breast
And his heart was going like mad
I mean yes, I said yes, I mean yes…

The moon rose in the sky
As we lay together
One second goes by
Then becomes forever
Come to you by desire

And then I asked him with my eyes
To ask again (yes)
And then he asked me would I?
Yes, Yes
I put my arms around him, yes
And draw him down to me so he can feel my breast

And his heart was going like mad
I mean yes, I said yes
I put my arms around him, yes
And draw him down to me so he can feel my breast
And his heart was going like mad
I mean yes, I said yes, I will yes
Yes
Yes
Ohhh yes

I put my arms around him, yes
And draw him down to me so he could feel my breast
And his heart was going like mad
I put my arms around him, yes
And draw him down to me so he can feel my breast
And his heart was going like mad
I mean yes, I said yes
I put my arms around him, yes
And draw him down to me so he can feel my breast
And his heart was going like mad
I mean yes, I said yes, I will yes…

VERSE: everybody gets the blues now and then and don’t know what to do.
i’ve had it happen many times to me, and so have you. but those days have gone and past. i’ve found out what to do at last. when i feel all in, down and out, you will hear me shout ….

CHORUS: hello central give me doctor jazz. he’s got just what i need, I’ll say he has. and when the world goes wrong, and I’ve got the blues, he’s the man who makes me get out both my dancin’ shoes. the more i get, the more i want it seems. I page old doctor jazz in all my dreams. when I’m trouble bound, and mixed, he’s the guy that gets me fixed. hello, central, give me doctor jazz.

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boop bop ba doo dat dat dat da
daa ya dat da
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the more I get, the more I want it seems. I page old doctor jazz in all my dreams. when I’m trouble bound, and mixed, he’s the guy that gets me fixed. hello, central, give me doctor jazz.

(spoken) give me doctor jazz

Lile Ike has responded to some social media backlash over one of her recent interviews.

Promising newcomer Lila Ike has a unique, melodic aesthetic that was on vivid display in the new visuals for the break-up song “Forget Me.” Ironically, while celebrating the videos’ 70K overnight views, the songstress found herself simultaneously fending off feedback and reproaches across social media over a few of her remarks. Making it clear that she’s not keen on jumping on a collaboration with just anybody, Ike insists that artists invest in their work ethic, as she’s not about to become anyone’s meal ticket.

The clip drew much disapproval from followers and fans who labeled the nascent songbird as “hype” following her utterances. She was quick to check the critics, however, posting the entire clip, clarifying the context and directly telling naysayers to “continue as you were.”

The source of the backlash is a June 26 interview with veteran media journalist Anthony Miller on TVJ’s Entertainment Report. Responding to whether she’s been bombarded with requests for collabs since her stellar success, Lila had this to say—”For sure, ton and tons of people ah reach out fi a collab, some a dem ah really feel like yuh just nuh deh desso yet fi deh pan a song with Lila Ike to be honest,” Ike began. “I feel like most of the people reaching out to me right now would be like upcoming artistes that are seeking a way to get their self known, or get into the business and I am not really in support of that, mi really feel like you want something yuh really and truly haffi work for it.”

Posting about this and commenting so people can uderstand how quick we are to https://t.co/C2RT4sWg0t is the rest of the interview where I clearly say ‘once it is that you’re great at what you do and have work ethic’ so continue as you were that’s why me say me like me Solitude. pic.twitter.com/FJcdfxZUbZ

— The Experience out now ? (@LilaIkeJa) July 3, 2020

The curly hair crooner came under fire for not just her words but her tone in the seemingly off-putting and obnoxious remarks. Hopping online to directly address the situation, Ike posted the clip in its entirety including the part where she said “personally mi kinda focus on my thing, if I have to do a collab it would have to change my life,” hinting that as is common in the sphere of social media, her words were taken out of context.

She captioned her post as a final clap back to those twisting her words to disturb her peace of mind: “Posting about this and commenting so people can understand how quick we are to judge. Here is the rest of the interview where I clearly say ‘once it is that you’re great at what you do and have work ethic’ so continue as you were that’s why me say me like me Solitude..” she wrote.

Check out the ER interview here.

Here are some of the tweets from fans.

So the hype get to Lila Ike already smh uni listen to the fvckry weh she a seh?? my ratings for you dip my girl swear pic.twitter.com/RveLjvO8wD

— Filodeen? (@filodeen) July 3, 2020

lila ike when she find out filodeen ratings fi her drop: https://t.co/z24R97YkZ3 pic.twitter.com/REw0QxwLcT

— sage (@aiodeji) July 3, 2020

Look how much artistes turn down collabs and nobody has a word to say but as soon as Lila Ike says on national tv that yeah I turn down collabs because ppl a look buss offa me then unu jump pon her

— Dr.Abijah (@abii_abz) July 3, 2020

What she meant to say was…

"…But for now, I'm currently focusing on building my brand & cementing myself in the industry so I could be of a more impacting force where helping to bring these younger talents to the world, just as Protoje did for me". Anyways, stream Lila Ike. https://t.co/qPgXcOGgzM

— Ann-Marie Pickney?? (@daryklazula) July 3, 2020

All I'm saying, I stan Lila even harder cause a suh black woman fi live. We need room to focus on our craft, with the right energies, and do it unapologetically. Stop trying to shame her into settling – she knows who Lila Ike is and won't settle.

— Jherane (@Jherane_) July 4, 2020

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Vybz Kartel’s baby mama Tanesha ‘Shorty’ Johnson revealed they had a daughter who died as an infant.

Vybz Kartel dancehall’s perennial hot topic is once again living up to his name following the recent release of his latest album “Of Dons and Divas.” This time the one shining the spotlight on Adidja is his common-law wife Tanesha Johnson AKA Shorty. In an interview with DJ Lava, Shorty spilled the tea on some incidents that took place between herself and the ‘Teacha.’ She also demonstrated the power she holds in the running of his affairs in the incarcerated deejay’s absence. In all the Vybz Kartel trivia, there was one piece of information that shook Vybz Kartel’s fans – the moment where Shorty revealed why the couple does not have a daughter right now.

While Vybz Kartel is the proud dad of a daughter he loves dearly, he is a father to three boys with the love of his life. It turns out they had a little princess of their own at one point, but unfortunately, she was only here for a few months. Shorty let it slip that before her youngest son was conceived, she was pregnant and did indeed give birth to a baby girl who died after only 6 months and two weeks.

Shorty openly admitted the hurt caused by the traumatic event immediately sipping her champagne glass after the recollection. It isn’t always smooth sailing in the Palmer household, however, Tanesha seems to be up to the task and keeps the ship afloat in the World Boss’ absence. She made sure to highlight this as recently, recording artiste Lisa Mercedes has heralded herself as Kartel’s new girlfriend.

Shorty let it be known that only her and her alone can go to the bank and proceeded to wield her title of Power of Attorney. “Ask Sikka Rhymes ntn cyah happen without me,” she said. She also admitted to having all the property titles in her name as well. Shorty definitely seems like a boss and even hinted at an upcoming release from her label Short Boss Muzik – a single from Shaneil Muir, a rising dancehall star.

It’s always great when women in positions of power can share their stories of adversity that many women can relate to every day, and model their triumph as an inspiration. Shorty and Vybz Kartel have been through it all, and today they’re both very successful and happy with their family. That’s what counts.

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Meek Mill is claiming that he put out a “green light” on DJ Akademiks as their beef intensifies.

It’s round 43 of DJ Akademiks and Tekashi 6ix9ine vs Meek Mill. DJ Akademiks has not taken lightly to Meek Mill’s attempt to cancel him on social media and has a few choice words for the “Otherside of America” rapper. Earlier this week, Meek once again made his distaste for Akademiks public by declaring that the Everyday Struggle host has done nothing for the culture and deserves to be canceled. “He also gassed a lot of beef that got people killed and hurt,” Meek wrote on Twitter.

In response, Ak retweeted the post with the comment, “You can’t cancel anyone Meek.” It may have seemed like that was the end of things, except that now Akademiks has decided to go on one of his classic tirades. “Meek, you can’t cancel anyone. Okay? Let’s be very clear. You’ve been mad at me since I posted that an EP of yours flopped!” he said in the IG clip captioned, “You’re raps biggest hypocrite.”

Meek Mill’s rant on Twitter continued into the July 4th weekend with a couple more shots at Akademiks. “Nah you online!! you just make money off the trenches … next phase is like green light,” Meek tweeted. He later accused Akademiks of making money off the culture while not supporting the culture. The Philly rapper also invoked George Floyd and Breyonna Taylor for which AK called him out for.

While the feud may have been influenced by a poor review from the journalist, Meek and Ak’s beef also has a lot to do with Ak’s good friend and Meek’s enemy, 6ix9ine. When posting his rant, Akademiks called on the Philly artist to respond to the “TROLLZ” rapper’s questioning of his character, and 6ix9ine jumped in on the virtual attack by pointing out the irony of Meek calling him a snitch for making a plea deal with the authorities, but being affiliated to Roc Nation Management which is headed by Desiree Perez who is a former police informant herself.

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@meekmill here’s my response to ur cancellation. Respond to @6ix9ine and @darealquilly questioning your CHARACTER. Before thinking bout tryna cancel someone else. You’re raps biggest hypocrite if u don’t. Until then we not hearing u #meekmandela

A post shared by DJ Akademiks (@akademiks) on Jul 1, 2020 at 10:18pm PDT

Akademiks’ beef with Freddie Gibbs may have blown over, but it doesn’t seem like lightning is likely to strike twice.

You can't cancel anyone meek. https://t.co/8mAh7l6DPf

— DJ Akademiks (@Akademiks) June 30, 2020

You a dickhead lol you post about me doing something to everybody ..you want me to throw away my freedom dummy lol don’t bring breyonna Taylor or George Floyd up now it’s a problem with you clown lol it’s about you and your place in the culture! https://t.co/pWnIOsUZvM

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

Nah you online!! you just make money off the trenches … next phase is like green light ?? https://t.co/J9js0Di4YH

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

And now justice for breyonna Taylor and George Floyd since we got ya attention!

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

I’m not a activist .:I’m one of the chairman of reform https://t.co/dtpINFopqa I been green lighted the system I just did it with the billionaires! Your just a bad cop who instigate and get people to crash lol you think you can post rappers and tell me to do something lol

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

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[Pop Smoke (Lil Tjay):]
(Mood swings)
Oh, you ain’t know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh)
Hahaha (Yeah)

Shorty a lil’ baddie (She a lil’ baddie)
Shorty my lil’ boo thing (Boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f*ck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (Kiss and tell)

Every time I f*ck, she call me daddy
My lil’ mama nasty
I see the p*ssy through the panties (Whatever you want)
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil’ mama sittin’ pretty
And we be shoppin’ through the city (Oh, oh)
I gave her keys to the Bentley (Woah, woah)
Get off your knees, you don’t gotta cry to me
I’m your best friend, baby, you don’t gotta lie
I’ll get you everything that you want and that you need from Chanel to Celine
It’s on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin’ up your dress, start kissin’ on your neck (Oh no, no)
Start rubbin’ on your butt, start massagin’ your breasts
I ain’t wanna give you a baby just yet, so I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in an Uber (Uber) and sent you to your bed (Oh)
The very next day (Oh), you sent me a text (Oh)
You pulled up to the crib and we did it again (Oh, oh)

Shorty a lil’ baddie (She a lil’ baddie)
Shorty my lil’ boo thing (Boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f*ck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (Ooh)

[Lil Tjay (Pop Smoke):]
You know, I never found love until I looked between your eyes (Between your eyes)

First time blushin’, I ain’t even gon’ lie (Ain’t even gon’ lie)
Full round ten, leavin’ bruises on your thighs
You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys
And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when I’m inside
It’s your vibe, leave with me you gettin’ high
Plenty bitches f*ckin’ with you even if they tried
p*ssy on tsunami, I ain’t never felt it dry
Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there while I wake
Honestly, I feel the vibe we have is great
And if there’s something in your mind, you can tell me
And if I told you what’s on mine, would you help me?
See the bigger picture, it’s just gon’ take time
That’s because you mine
I’ma keep you lookin’ like a dime
Ain’t no imperfections, girl, you fine
Baby, what’s your sign?
Hope you went and guessed, just slow down
(Work, work, it’s me and you) Me and you
Keep it silent, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do
Through the storm, baby, we can make it through
Why you actin’ brand new? You know you my lil’ boo, yeah
Got up on my Birkin, it’s workin’
She said she a virgin (It’s hurtin’)
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin’
She know I’m a man, I’ma put that work in
I know she can’t stand me, I’m fancy
So I’ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sex, she can’t find her panties
Couldn’t hold it in, now she need a plan B

[Pop Smoke (Lil Tjay):]
(Shorty a lil’ baddie)
(She my lil’ boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty (Shorty got the fatty)
Shorty be catching mood swings
(Every time I f*ck without a rubber)
(I nutted on her covers)
And I kept it undercover
‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell

Look

Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death ‘pon me
Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
I don’t look to the sky no mo’
‘Cause I got it on me
I got it on me (Talk that shit)
I got it on me
You can run up if you want (f*ck is you talking ’bout?)

Look
It’s Pop Smoke, niggas know me
Keep two fours like I’m Kobe
Is you ridin’ or you hidin’?
If you slidin’, then you owe me (Owe me)
Run up, catch cold feet
Niggas act tough then call police
I don’t make friends, yeah, I make bands
Want some Ray-Bans ’cause I’m a OG
This AR be my trophy
Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
09, niggas woo back
Nigga automatic when the woo clap
Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
09, niggas woo back
Nigga automatic when the woo clap
(Automatic when the woo clap)

Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men

Many, many, many, many men
Wish death ‘pon me
Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
I don’t look to the sky no mo’
‘Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want

Fifty shots up in this Glock, I won’t let up
XD, niggas totin’ Berettas
Shoot first and do yourself a favor
Report like I’m Craig Sager
Back out, niggas ain’t with the bluffin’
Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin’
Ten toes on your block like I’m drummin’
SK’ll have a blicky runnin’ (It’s Pop Smoke)
It’s that nigga from the Floss, your bitch right back
And I don’t politic ’cause niggas ain’t like that
I drop a slip or two and get a light pack
And I don’t care if you losin’, still fight back

Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death ‘pon me
Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
I don’t look to the sky no mo’
‘Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want

Mercy on me

[Pop Smoke:]
CashMoneyAP
Get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, oh
Oh (I’m tryna f*ckin’ get ’em), oh (I’m tryna f*ckin’ get ’em)
Oh, oh (Get ’em), oh
Oh (Gettin’ big on this), oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
What do you want? Won’t tell you twice, yeah
I’m a thief in the night (Thief in the night), oh

I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Look)

If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
She want a killer to f*ck all night
I wanna f*ck on a thot, gimme head all night
AP, big rocks, in the hood with the ‘rillas
Five K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou’ to the dealer

I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Baby)

[Lil Baby:]
I’m rich but I’m ridin’, I’m low on exotic, I’m ’bout to fly out and go get me some
Nothin’ ain’t seen, all this money on me, hunnid racks in the bag, that’s honey bun
Baby OG, I been runnin’ these streets, got the game from Lashawn, I’m my mama’s son
Learned ’bout the triple cross when I was young and I know I ain’t goin’ so I keep a gun
I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
She beggin’ for attention, I don’t see her
See, I peeped Pop out, wish that you could see us

Me and Cash plus whenever I go re-up
I got some niggas in the street, won’t beat me
I got the industry tryna be me
I just go Ray Charles, they can’t see me
I’m in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi

[Pop Smoke:]
I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Yeah)

[DaBaby:]
Like a thief in the night (Thief)
I pull up, give her D for the night (Uh-huh)
Tryna f*ck in the V, it’s aight (Let’s f*ck)
We can’t f*ck up my seats ’cause they white (That’s my seats, watch my motherf*ckin’ seats)
I’m livin’ like "Thriller", I only come out at the night time
She don’t f*ck with liquor, don’t like bein’ tipsy
She don’t do the Henny, just white wine (What she do?)
Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (Yeah)
I pull up in the Porsche wit’ a freaky ho (Zoom)
Park the Porsche and pull up in a Lambo (Hmph)
I hop out, Major Payne, rockin’ camo (Yessir)
Think she cute, make her f*ck, watch her man go (She cute)
Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I’m Rambo
Cuban link full of rocks, it’s a choker (Oh)
Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya

[Pop Smoke:]
I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night

Them niggas gotta hear what the f*ck I’m talkin’ ’bout (Woo, woo)
(I be in New York)
Feel me, Lil’ Z? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
On your set with some real shit, nigga (Gangsters)
(Swerve)
I don’t want none of that extra loud shit
This ain’t none of that rainbow hair shit
Know what I’m sayin’? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga
(I be in New York with the gangsters)
f*ckin’ voice of the streets, man
It’s like Jesus walkin’ (Oozin’ automatics)
More like Christopher Walking, eh? (I be with the straights and the apes)
Y’all know what’s up (Talkin’ stone to stone)
(Runnin’ backs, we don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout it)
Free all my niggas, free all the streets

I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Grrt)
If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (Bah)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah)
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Bah)
If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (You lackin’ ass niggas)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Grrt)

.44 got a kickback (Bah)
Click-clack, get back (Bah)
Shots at your rib pack (Grrrt)
Or you can get chin checked (Woo)
Them trollin’ niggas actin’ up (Actin’ up)

So niggas packed him up (Pack him up)
Brazy was actin’ tough
‘Til niggas slapped him up (p*ssy)
Pop Smoke on top (Haha)
Niggas mad as f*ck (Mad)
Six by six, big Benz on my wrist (Grrt)
If you don’t got your nails done, you are not it (Woo)
Automatically on the blocked list (Blocked, bitch)
Niggas talkin’ ’bout they guns (Guns), but never shot shit (Cap)
Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick (p*ssy)
Run up and I’m brandin’ them, take a nigga shoppin’ (Bitch)
Reach and I’m branchin’ it ’cause I don’t know who watchin’ (I’m on point)
It’s a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crème brûlée (Hahaha)
38’s on the block (Block), a nigga won’t hesitate (Bah)
Had to move these bitches up (Move up) ’cause they was in the way
I wouldn’t want them to get shot by an enemy

I be in New York with the gangsters (And what’s up?)
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Tandem, grrt)
If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (Bah)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah)
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Bah)
If my opps is chillin’ in the foreign (You lackin’ ass niggas)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Grrt)

Yeah
Nigga, I’m the motherf*ckin’ mac of the motherf*ckin’ year of the motherf*ckin’ motherf*ckin’ year, motherf*ckin’ year, nigga

I’m a mac, M-A-C and your bitch know it
She can’t relax, nigga the bag and all he did was grow it
Ain’t shit like this rap and this trap money
Either way, I’ma get paid, that’s why I act funny
I’ll be dead off the mud ’til she tap my pockets
I woke up out my sleep and took off like rockets
That’s your big brother bag, that is not your wallet (Cap)
My youngest son just turned one, I could put him through college (Facts)
I bought the Benz off the lot with the low mileage (Facts)
All cash, no L’s, f*ck a co-signer (Facts)
Somebody tell these motherf*ckers, I’m the big timer (Shit)
I’m the reason why these niggas think they big timing
My bitch bring me blues, your bitch bring you problems
You be on that hoe back like a dirty condom (Ha)
I never trip on a bitch I’m a real mobster
I crack a nigga on the field like I’m Shaq Thompson (Mobster)
You ain’t get the mud from the doc? I do not want it
All my enemies is dead, I don’t got opponents
I drop a bag on your head and watch somebody blow it (Boom)
Yeah, my Perc’ just kicked in, that bitch got me goin’
Quarterback with the pack, gold tee, I throw it (Go long)
We ain’t never shut down, my trap always rolling (Bitch)
I shopped so much at Barney’s, they went extinct

Flyest niggas on two feet, it’s Chang and SB
Passed up on your bitch, she was tryna molest me
I rock ice and keep a stick like I’m Wayne Gretzky
When I first met the ho, "Can I get the check please?"
Sike, I’m really not that nice, you shoulda went and got a geek
I’m the nigga in my hood, I should have my own street
I send your nigga to the store for some chips and a drink
And he better come back with my change and a receipt
Tellin’ Nef he never ran outta gas, they on E
f*ck your grandma that’s sick and your partner that’s deceased (f*ck that nigga)
His headstone a Porta Potti, we gon’ piss where he sleep
I was rich before Roddy and I still keep a gleek
Got so much game, the blind bitch wanna see
Like an inmate, fresh out the hoe, I got mail now (Money)
If you don’t see them niggas with me then we fell out
She love when I hop in the booth and go beast
I know the real shooter gang, your friends the police
You be giving them statements, and me? I don’t speak
If she ride with the chain, the ho finna work her cleats
I bought a little twenty ounce just so I could drop a three
Beat the p*ssy up for hours, I got stamina for weeks
Feelin’ like I’m Austin Powers on this groovy ass beat (Groovy baby)
I can make a square one lady into a freak
I’ma independent P, f*ck this rap industry
The ho told me she ran away ’cause you weak

It’s harder alone when she feels this way
To hearts is no home she’s so afraid
And she knows it was hard for him to stay in when he feels this pain
But she really needs someone to hold her
A part of her life was just ripped away

She feels empty always but she knows she can hold it
Had her beautiful eyes so full only she can know it
And she said

Who knew that it could hurt this bad
Losing something that she never knew you had
The heart beats like yours in my head
But who knew that it could hurt this bad
Who knew that it could feel this way
There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space
And don’t ever know their face
But who knew that it could feel this way

It’s harder to explain if she’s feeling
This grieve, pain, no sometimes even
Was the blue eyes like hers a golden brown like his
She never felt like this

She feels empty always but she knows she can hold it
Had her beautiful eyes so full only she can know it
And she said

Who knew that it could hurt this bad
Losing something that she never knew you had
The heart beats like yours in my head

But who knew that it could hurt this bad
Who knew that it could feel this way
There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space
And don’t ever know their face
But who knew that it could feel this way

Put your hand in mine
Cover up my eyes
You got a smile like mine
You’ll always be by my side
My life, all my life
You got a smile like mine

Put your hand in mine
Cover up my eyes
You got a smile like mine
You’ll always be by my side
My life, all my life
You got a smile like mine

Put your hand in mine
Cover up my eyes
You got a smile like mine
You’ll always be by my side
My life, all my life
You got a smile like mine

Who knew that it could hurt this bad (hurt this bad)
Losing something that she never knew you had (never knew you had)
The heart beats like yours in my head (in my head)
But who knew that it could hurt this bad (oh…)
Who knew that it could feel this way (feel this way)
There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space (space)
And don’t every know their face
But who knew that it could feel this way

Conductor
Ayo

Ayo, everybody think they fly now, but ain’t nobody flyer (Ah)
You ever cooked a half a brick in the air fryer? (Ah)
Shootin’ out the Lambo truck ’til I was tired (Brr, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Cases everywhere, burned a hole in the tire
Made his whole face lock up, my shit fire (Ah)
Forties in the buffs, but today, I wore the wires (But today, I wore the wires)
Don’t talk too loud, lord, he got the wire (He got the wire)
China flea market aprons on, baggin’ China (Ah)
Niggas got the Mike Tyson bags here to spite us
Call a [?] in, I need two niggas snipin’
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
FLYGOD, everybody wanna be like him
Back of the back, but I still like to drive it (Skrrt)
Nothin’ hurt worse than ChineGun dyin’
Nightmares my whole bid, I’m at the showers with the knifers (Ah)
P Murda ’bout two cells down, he real righteous
Respected by the one-to-one niggas to the lifers (Ah)
We got niggas wearin’ shitbags and the diapers

Stomach full of staples, on the f*ck nigga diet
Knee on a neck, now everybody riot (f*ck the police)
The bin killin’ niggas, do the math, peep the science (Do the science)
You want my autograph, kiss the hand, I’m your highness (I’m your highness)
Taste the work, better turn to, I’m a psychic (Ah)
My niggas shoot your whole block down for excitement (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
FLYGOD, the one who made thunder and lightning (Uh)
Who made water wet, I need Sly out confinement
My coke positive, you drop yours, the shit minus
Woke up, middle of the night, my celly cryin’
Nigga got a L, he realized he gon’ die there

Dallas Cowboy Michael Irvin was indicted on two counts of drug possession Monday
He faces up to twenty years in prison if convicted
This stems from a March 4th incident in which police found Irvin
Former teammate Alfredo Roberts, and two female companions in an Irving
Texas motel room along with substantial amounts of marijuana and cocaine