Jaden – Let It Breathe Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jaden Smith]
Doin’ what we ain’t ‘posed to, girl, that’s why I chose you
I don’t want to impose, just listen close to my poems
Girl don’t worry, ain’t nobody know
This the type of stuff a joker keepin’ on the low
Cause girl you know you’re beautiful, a space kitten
Relationships are messed up but your face isn’t
Used to taste like Jolly Ranchers
Kisses, now they taste different
Michael Jordan say “Hey Pippen”
Weightliftin’, I hate sippin’
Ain’t listen, paint glistenin’ from the renaissance
Got a problem with the weather, fix it in the tennis box
Black helicopters, even let my menace watch
Keep it clean as Mr. Clean so jokers wear my Dennis socks
Look what I invented, y’all
Hit it with a tennis ball, no consent, I rented y’all
Land in the center, y’all, 3 dimes and a nickel
3 dimes and I write the reciprocal with a pencil
Luckily I’m your principal, luckily there’s no principles
Except that you’re invincible, only weakened the intervals
So listen close

[Chorus 1: Jaden Smith & Willow Smith]
You might not like me, but I like you
You might not like me, but I like you
We should just let it breathe
Let it breathe, let it—

[Verse 2: Jaden]
I love you, without a reason
Like a baby was teethin’, knew you ‘fore I was breathin’
People say I’m a heathen, a Hollywood fugitive
Trippin’ on some stupid ish, it’s really just some ludicrous
Like “Who is this?” Oh he talk a lot of mess and bro
I’m too legit, you see that symbol on my chest
So you should move and sit, because you’ll leak it to the press
If I sneeze in front of you, put my steez in front of you
Me and Moises whippin’ the Porsche
And we ease in front of you
What you wanna do?
As long as there ain’t helicopters I’m down to chill
I don’t wanna call my father but swear that I will
Just to conversate and then I’ll take care of the bill
Man I never thought I’d fly off to Paris for real
And all of my parents for real
Man I start to see how fictional characters feel
And that issue embarrass me still
Oh don’t worry lil’ homie, take care of the will
Polly’s gone, but he left me his parrot, it’s trill
He says, “Redrum, redrum”
He says, “Redrum, redrum”
He says, “Redrum, redrum”
And they run, they run
And they come, they come
And they run, they run

[Spoken Word: Jaden Smith]
Sidelines in pride times, no lions
I’m so lyin’ if I say I wasn’t tryin’ to buy into these games
Cupid ain’t do no flyin’, angels ain’t do no cryin’, just sighin’
I am 14, I got knots, there will be no tyin’
No Mayan can tell me what time I’ma find my mind
So when I’m in my deathbed dyin’
Imma be in some high end clothes with a MSFTS
Tie in my hand
With that red loud siren
I won’t be denyin’ my evil deeds
I’ll be at Heaven’s gate with a crowbar pryin’
While they’re screamin, “Don’t let this guy in”
Feelin’ sorry for myself, Catcher in the Rye-in’
Then I woke up lyin’ on the beach
(Where am I?)
One more for the kids before they go to sleep
Love is just so nonexistent in my existence
So that’s why I was so persistent in that first quick instant
That we laid eyes
If young love for them is 16 then we must be infants
Cause this is intense, but I’m an eyewitness at love at first sight
But this is just different than anything I’ve been in
Cause it feels infinite
Most things that you think will last will pass in the blink of a lash
So I think I will submerge my feelings to complete this task
And best believe I’ll drown before I let us crash
And seal it from the past
Jeez

[Verse 3: Jaden]
The girl I could never have is elegant and intelligent
And I just kind of fell, but I’m irrelevant in her eyes
And this is somethin’ I can settle with
I’m pourin’ out my heart, and girl it’s kind of for the hell of it
Girl you know that I ain’t celibate
I know who your fellow is but we can walk the park
We can talk and we embellish in the creatures after dark
Cause I know that I’m a rebel kid
We come from different elements
But baby girl I can tell I get
On your nerves, I’m watchin’ you observe
It’s like the world’s an ocean and I watch while you emerge
You the center of attention, girl, no matter what occurs
Cause this youth is like a curse, but it’s also like a blessing
Cause I keep these jokers guessing, MSFTS rep is what I’m dressed in
‘Til these jokers learn a lesson
If you messin’ with my clique, I suggest you get to steppin’
Girl, you’re like Juliet with your nurse
And you’re lookin’ so pretty and I’ve just been on a search
You’re the type of girl that I couldn’t just write a verse
So I hit it with the poetry, hopin’ that it’ll work
If it doesn’t then it’s fine cause I’ll just handle the jerks
Girl I’m playin’, no I’m serious, that’s just one of my perks
If we’re friends then it’s cool, just know that we were here first
Through the thick and the thin and now we’re here ’til it hurts

[Hook 2: Jaden Smith & Willow Smith]
Babygirl you got me floatin’ down
Anywhere you wanna go
Babygirl you got me floatin’ down
We can take it really slow
Babygirl you got me floatin’ down
We can keep it on the low
Babygirl you got me floatin’ down
And I didn’t even know
(This was just a crush
This was just a crush
This was just a crush)

[Verse 4: Jaden]
I can feel your body tryna come alive, come alive
I feel you tryna pull me deep inside, deep inside
No I don’t wanna lie
Ain’t nobody gotta hide, no
I can feel you touchin’ me when we’re home, we’re old
Now I like to look at you, you’re like my clone
So don’t stare in the mirror
Cause I’ll poop all on your party
I don’t drive no white Ferrari
No things aren’t clearer
I just want to say I’m sorry
But girl you should know yourself
These things ain’t gettin’ better
No they ain’t lookin’ up for us
Kissin’ you, I’m up to dusk
So paparazzi hush and shush
She was in her 20’s, just a crush
But you know I like it when you tell ’em
Bring the whole damn menu
And we eatin’ in the venue
Girl you know you like to ball
Chillin’ with your friends, nah, ain’t see that at all
Man we like the Anunnaki, God ain’t them jokers tall
You can’t buy that at the mall
True love, you can’t try that at the mall

[Interlude: Jaden]
No yeah, um we were really good in Paris, but you know
(No you wasn’t!)
Every relationship has ups and downs and the downhills are what makes the uphills
(ups and downs are for a sissy!)
So when I’m feeling all this pain and feel like she doesn’t love me or whatever
(she don’t love you cause she with me cis’!)
It’s just that contrast, but when I feel like she’s the only person in the world I want to be with
(yeah right)
Just contrast with those times, you know what I’m saying?

[Verse 5: Jaden]
Man I got some more to say
Have you ever had a crush?
Have you ever felt a rush?
Make your heart stop, she don’t even like to blush
Cause she’s in her 20’s
And I got a crush
Oh man I got a crush
Got a psychedelic dagger in my heart
Lil’ homie, tell them paramedics rush cause she’s in her 20’s
Cause she’s in her 20’s
Cause she’s in her 20’s
Man I’m 15 on the scene, lookin’ clean
But what does that mean? Cause she’s in her 20’s
I got somethin’ to say
Have you ever had a crush?
Have you ever had a rush?
Make my heart stop, but she didn’t even blush
Cause she’s in her 20’s
Have you ever felt lust? Cause she’s in her 20’s
Have you ever felt lust? Cause she’s in her 20’s
Have you ever felt lust? Cause she’s in her 20’s
She’s somebody you can trust cause she’s in her 20’s
Cause she’s in her 20’s
Cause she’s in her 20’s
Cause she’s in her 20’s

[Verse 6: Jaden]
I hate crushes, I cover bruises with paintbrushes
Pour it all in the music now that my bank’s ruptured
So pretty, she’s so perfect, she’s so worth it
So bossy, she’s so assertive, it’s super sexy
She never texts me, she never texts me, she never texts me
Never texts me, she never texts me, forgot to text me
Well I guess we accept the ones that neglect us
And my moms say that we disrespect the ones that perfect us
And try to protect us
But girl I hope that you get this
My thoughts are weighin’ me down
My neck can’t handle the necklace
Stare at you while you sleep, you had to call a detective
Your father says that I’m reckless, I didn’t cause all that wreckage
Your fence was broken, I left it, had to give you this message
I wrote it straight from the soul and it didn’t make sense to text it
So I snuck up in your room, put it on your shoulder and in return
You sent me back a restraining order

Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown – Stranger Things

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Bottles and a bucket full of ice (yeah)
Better make room, vroom hear the Lambo (celebrate)
Bitch better believe that I’ma sniper (yeah)
You know I’m ’bout to take you from your man though (celebrate)
Pop up with the chopper and artificial niggas actin’ like bitches, it done started up a epidemic
It don’t make a difference, nigga, we winnin’, I’m plenty grinnin’
A hundred million platinum, fuck it, you ain’t gotta listen (celebrate)
You better step down to me, feel the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me
Now choke, talk to the dick honestly
I’m dope, bitch, comin’ like Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate)
I don’t like when I lose (I don’t), if I don’t buy her them shoes, I don’t like those (regulate)
Do anything that I want to it, think I’m gon’ dance on the moon like Michael (elevate)

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown]
While I’m drivin’, I’m moonwalking in the sky
With some shooters, we jump inside of the Buick
You duck and hide from the Rugers
A couple choppers, acoustic and the guitar
When the music, guess I’m alive and I use it
Get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie but the truth is
I’m fuckin’ tired of these losers
And all my life want the food
When it’s summertime and the juice
But I’d rather die than to lose
It’s a matter of time ‘fore I lose it
And strategize with the movement
Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh
Hoe, you know I’m drippin’ with the sauce, ooh
Pretty with a face full of scars, all they did was build me up
Try to take me apart, they ain’t never wanna (celebrate)
Like you have a label, call the doctor
Heard the chopper make ’em do the macarena
All you niggas sweet as candy
Chocolate chip and I relate to Jolly Ranchers
Stick to bubblegum and watermelon flavored
Get the paper, I’ma (celebrate)
On the corner
Heard you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona
Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her maricona
Joyner Lucas, bitch, I’m hotter than a fuckin’ sauna
Yeah, I make you niggas (elevate)
All you new niggas don’t do it for me, look (woah)
Bitch, I’m the professor, you a student to me, woah
Designer shades on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy)
All we do is win, you a loser to me
Rappers wanna talk about battle me (Joyner)
You can’t give me neck with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of lil niggas tried grabbin’ me (grabbin’ me)
Five foot five, boy, you niggas like half of me
You don’t wanna see the other side of me (yeah)
Hard to make ’em happy, all these bitches stay mad at me
I just might take her ’round to Applebee’s (Applebee’s)
Give her long dick and a strawberry daiquiri

[Verse 3: Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas]
Order Cheesecake Factory, bubblin’, why you mumblin’?
Watch you utter, stop stutterin’, what you spend? Let me double it
Lime green ‘rari, two twins, call ’em double mints
If all you pussy niggas my kids are in trouble then
Shut up before I spank you for actin’ up
Now I’m wakin’ up in cabanas ’cause she bad as fuck
And all gorillas don’t want bananas ‘less your chain is tucked
You wiggity-wack with the strap, you cross-criss, make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump, ain’t no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit for the chumps, I still get what I want
Don’t wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my dump
I’m takin’ a knee for my side, could give a fuck ’bout they owners
Nigga, look at my eyes, you ’bout to give me my bonus
And every motherfuckin’ record, that’s a hit, I record it (celebrate)
And every motherfuckin’ snitch up in this bitch, they reported (celebrate)
You paid your way for this fade and can’t even afford it
Seventy-five mil’, look at me now (celebrate)
And all these bad bitches can’t keep their feet down (elevate)
You don’t really wanna see Brown
Need to stop all that shit, talkin’ put the seat down
Joyner, I don’t really feel these niggas
Hol’ up, I ain’t gotta pay to kill these niggas
Time is money, need to fuck around and bill these niggas
Vet, so I’m finna good will these niggas (celebrate)
I’ma kill these niggas, I should grill these niggas
Take flex, Fresh Prince, Uncle Phil these niggas
Oh shit, I’m the shit, you could smell me, nigga
Break ribs, yeah, you don’t want no real beef, nigga
I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I tear apart some bacon
Hoe, you actin’ like a pig, you fuckin’ filthy, nigga
Now the police tryna lock me in the prison, said I’m guilty
I said da da da da da, come and kill me, nigga

[Verse 4: Joyner Lucas, Chris Brown & Both]
They must have forgot that I’m pyscho (jheeze)
Oh, you want war? Say no more
Turn your fuckin’ block into a light show (Joyner)
You better be sure, better be sure
I’m the realest nigga, that I know
And I’m so bored, I might switch cars
Save a lotta money on Geico (jheeze)
And neighbors knockin’ on my door, what the fuck you want?
Bitch, I’m Irak (jheeze)
Listen, nigga, mind your business
I’m so sick of niggas tellin’ me how I’ve been livin’ my life
Sick of rubbin’ shoulders, now I’m runnin’ over every motherfucker who ain’t wanna get in my ride
I was watchin’, you was shoppin’
Ain’t never had the shit in my side
Now I’m poppin’, I’m poppin’, and your bitch keep hittin’ my line
It’s complicated, fuckin’ up with my main bitch
Givin’ it to the side bitch at the same damn time
Puttin’ my face in it, never wastin’ it
I’ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more time
And then I’ma proceed and play with the pussy
You know I don’t keep my cape on a hoodie
But I give a Uzi, it’s a doozie, make a movie if you’re actin’, so (celebrate)

Travi$ Scott – beibs in the trap (feat. NAV)

[Intro: NAV]
That coca

[Hook: NAV]
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in, make it sweeter
Versace my clothes, I’m with a white ho
And she snorting three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

[Verse 1: NAV]
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons?
Bitch looking for a phone, I ain’t seen it
Told Frost bring the water, no Fiji
Free Stix, I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
‘Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked all my bros, she’s snorting the snow (that coca)
Now she’s touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door, we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
Fuck it, I’mma get more

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, Nice Guy
Help it, please
Beast, beast it
Bite me, ride me, strike me, indict me
Snipe it, swipe it, rapper, trapper (yeah, yeah)
I’m lit like Nick, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy Girls got it popping, AOD got it popping
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom?
Know you heard a lot about ’em (yeah)
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that, then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

[Hook: NAV]
I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in, make it sweeter
Versace my clothes, I’m with a white ho
And she snorting three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch rolling on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Ooh

Travi$ Scott – Beibs In The Trap (feat. Nav) (Birds In The Trap Sing Mcknight Album)

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white hoe
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (That coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

I just poured a 8th in a liter
With a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for her phone I ain’t seen it
Toe frost bit water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
‘Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked on my bros, shes snorting the snow
Now she touchin’ her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
(Fuck it) I’mma get more

Baby, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes spotlight, pull up, night sky
Peace peace, peace to God
Bite me bite me, strike me
Indict me, snipe it, swipe it, rob it, trap it
I’m lit, lightning, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out in the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (Straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom
Know you heard a lot about ’em
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out in the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white hoe
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (That coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more