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[Intro] Huh? Why y’all gotta be mad at me? Mustard on the beat, ho [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Top down, shirt open ’cause I’m hot now 100K for the smile, quit the hatin’ when we come ’round And they all bet we gon’ stop It only wears up when we go We don’t get enough, no, no Why you mad at us, mad at us? Why you mad at us, mad at us? Why you mad at us, mad at us? Why you mad at us, mad at us? [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Okay Know your weight, I should motivate, I got more to make Sorry for the wait, know your place, say she love the taste Y’all don’t wanna race, my new whip straight from outer space New bitch bad, yours outta shape I know why they mad, ’cause they down bad She call you her nigga, but she call me daddy Wonder why I’m always posting’ shit I’m buyin’, laughin’ You be posted up in IG, sad Puff, puff, pass, shawty so bad Had to get her number, she had so much ass Give good brain, but she don’t go to class Drink it out the bottle, she don’t want no glass My bankroll’s bi

[Chorus: Logic] Where is my mind? It’s far away Up in the sky, I’m high today Breakin’ all down, then we rollin’ it up I can see my house from up here Who needs a jet when you fly like me? Tell ’em You don’t need a jet to get high like me [Refrain: Wiz Khalifa] I started off slow but I finally made it No matter the cost, chances I’m takin’ Ride with my dawgs, no we ain’t fakin’ Travel the world, countin’ up faces Jump in my car, roll up and facin’ No I don’t call, I’m on her faces All of ’em model, none of ’em basic Girl I’m a star, look in amazement [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Top of the game, that’s where my place is Started off small, runnin’ from cases Can’t take it back, I can’t erase it Money got long, I’m tryna chase it Puffin’ the J, I wanna get paid This one and the same but that’s every day I’m livin’ my life, as real as I say I spent it all once, so I’m tryna save I’m rollin’ that dank, she pourin’ that drank I’m out of my brain, weed got me al

[Intro] Uh, hehehehehe Hahaha Hitmaka Sound [Chorus] I’m still Wiz (Still Wiz) Niggas got me in that mood (In that mood) How they hatin’ when they know that I’m that dude (I’m that dude) I hear they hatin’ ’cause they know I got the juice (Got the juice), uh-huh (yeah) They like ooh, they watchin’ how I move (How I move) Motherfuckers, they be actin’ like we cool (Like we cool) Fuck you, thought this was, nigga, I ain’t no fool (Hahaha) [Verse 1] (Uh) Gas in my joint, what you smoking, don’t flatter me My niggas got my back, ain’t no need for a battery Blowin’ all these ones, look like we hit the lottery My OG just hit me up, he told me that he proud of me Always goin’ hard, a lot of people that count on me Always in the studio and that’s increasing my salary I remember I was young when they hated and doubted me Now a nigga bossed up, put my name on the property And no, we don’t care what it cost I start it, you heard the exhaust Smoking kushy with my dawgs The way she make

“Fly 2 Mars” (feat. Rory Fresco) Got it on smash OG Parker [Rory Fresco:] Let’s do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it (Woo, tell it) Yeah, I’m not no star You ridin’ in a rental, that’s not your car (Skrrt, skrrt) Okay, high as stars (Stars) Okay, go fly to Mars (Mars) Okay, bitch, I’m in charge (Charge) Okay, okay, let’s start (Yeah) [Kid Ink:] I go hard Green Goyard (Yeah) Legs apart, ayy My planets Mars, ayy But I’m the man up in this bitch (Said) I brought sand to the beach Threw Gucci sandals on that bitch (Yeah) Now you know who rolled the blunts So don’t be tamperin’ with that shit (Woah) One more shot of ’42 And she’ll be dancin’ on that dick All them hoes with you like Dasher, Dasher Dancers in your clique (Hey) See what’s dancin’ on my wrist (Wait) This a Rollie, shit don’t, bitch [Rory Fresco:] Let’s do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it (Woo, tell it) Yeah, I’m not no sta

[Intro: Cassper Nyovest] Rip Pop Smoke Rest in peace Woo Ayoba Azishe! Awu vulel i-volume lapho Awu vulel i-volume lapho Ye wen, kamo Ke Hip Hop dawgie dawg Ke Hip Hop dawwwwwg! [Chorus: Tweezy] S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawaxoba like Yah Yah S’yawaxoba like Yah Yah I cannot fuck with no fuck niggas What can I say man I’m so blessed S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawanyathel’ amadimoni S’yawaxoba like Yah Yah S’yawaxoba like Yah Yah I cannot fuck with no fuck niggas What can I say man I’m so blessed [Verse: Cassper Nyovest] Yeah Yeah You know that I’m back (The gawd) Show some respect (On God) I just got back and I sat on the throne like I never left Y’all niggas follow my steps (Tjotjotjo) Yeah! I am the boss, I wrote all the songs and all of my cheques Fede fortsek I don’t do drugs, I do the numbers (Trrrrrrr) Never pos

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Uh Huh By Trouble A quarter mill on ice, we call that bling bling (Uh huh) Running up these racks on all you green beans (Uh huh) Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team (Uh huh) Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing (Uh huh) Spoil my b----, lets get rich Type of s--- I’m on Teach my click, know to hit Type of s--- I’m on Take some trips, let’s get lit Type of s--- I’m on Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Yeah, b---- head go dumb Wrist been feeling numb Still totin that gun, like he on the run Run run, run Forest run, run Forest run Might chase yo boyfriend bout you B---- I’m done I drop this d---, she said you hell wit it I bought her Chanel shoes, To match Chanel wit it She asked for the snow And I promise to never go tell n----- I f--- with this hoe, and she sent her Lil buddy to zell wit us Big s--- poppin Big d--- energy B---- what’s poppin This b---- cocky Wrist will get follies Lit like scotty Who else getting the pills in college

Shaderoom By Trouble A n---- tryna shade me I swear to God on my mama I swear to God on my homie I swear to God to mama That I’ll be forever be the same me Thought you was 100 Till you got caught up off on James P You was the homie Until I heard you tryna shade me N---- tryna shade me And it ain’t even make the room I give a p---- n---- room Who wanna fade me? (I’ll take a fade right now) While you was praying on my death with your team I was praying to God that you keep it G Why a f--- n---- gotta cross the realest? Ain’t gotta tell you I love ya n---- I’m gone let you feel it Ain’t gotta tell you I’m 730 Know I’m gone spin it How you gone say keep it real with you I do, you get in yo feelings You need a yes man, no ma’am, no sir I ain’t bout that business Tryna live another n---- life got stuck in penitentiary At least I did my part, did my part Yeen listen You was playing catch up (Oh my God) They blitz em Man they stretched blood! If you fall

All My N----- By Trouble Yeah Uh Yeah P---- fat she got them racks And let my patna use her wheels And now my n----- up And all my n----- still buck Took a couple pounds Go break them down For all my youngins in the jects Though I been had respect Still will go head first about a check Percky got me geeked And all my b---- wanna do Is spread them cheeks Them chucks still on my feet Over East you sleep, you tryna creep How the f--- he got the Crips? How the f--- he got the G’s? And he throw B’s? Nephew just popped a book F----- on yo hoe and he a beast Yeah Yeah Yeah One at the Flame One at the Cave One up in Magic, doing her thang My phone gone rang if its some street Up in that b----, I don’t f--- wit lames Squeakin reasons n----- heating Ain’t too peaceful playin the game What I be doing don’t get that s--- confused To have me buss yo brain Thuggin all outside in public bussin Nothing what I come from 100 rounds on that drum B---- its noth

Ain’t My Fault By Trouble J. White, I need a beat I can go off on Go’n with your hatin’ a-- Dusty a-- ho Rat lookin’ a-- ho It ain’t my fault these b------ mad though (It ain’t my fault) It ain’t my fault that’s where the cash go (It ain’t my fault) Get out your feelings, get a bag, ho (It ain’t my fault) Walked in Givenchy, clear the tab, ho (It ain’t my fault) I bought the Bentley just to s--- on all these b------ (It ain’t my fault) I bought the Wraith just to give it to my n---- (It ain’t my fault) I came from nothin’, I finally made it to the millions (It ain’t my fault) Stack them racks up to the ceilin’, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (It ain’t my) It ain’t my fault your ho wan’ f--- ’round with a real one, yeah, yeah (She want a real one) Now she hate lames, she tried me out, she know the difference, yeah, yeah My boy was Jordan, he passed her ’round, I’m Scottie Pippen, yeah, yeah No MTV, but she wan’ see just how I’m livin’, yeah, yeah N----, mind your business, y

Same Time By Trouble I was riding round on pac Feeling like death around the corner (Yeah, yeah) PO call me saying I ain’t gotta come in no more Now I’m a stoner (Aye one of ya’ll n----- fye me up n---- s--- fye me up) I’m smokin gas, poppin pills at the same time (same time) Got two b------ goin off the same line, same time Yeen my brother, but we the same kind (same kind) Finally get it ya know it take time, the same time How you gon pop at me when we just popped at opps together How it always be the closest n---- to you prayin to devils Screamin rest in peace, but really you at peace Playin wit my shovel, cause you can’t check a G The death of me will have you feeling better Pay off a n---- who I thought was my bro But been a hoe you clever Go get yo money back from them p---- n----- I was tweaking hoe next level Playing wit a half a mill Same time I was telling homies, it’ll get better I was on the wanted list still hitting licks For myself and fam and you

FN By Trouble You been choosing f--- n---- after f--- n---- I see your decisions really starting to f--- wit ya I can make love to ya, run it up wit ya Promise nobody would ever f--- wit ya Same reason you don’t f--- with them I don’t f--- wit them They just wanna f---, yea a real f--- n---- But if that’s all you need tell me I can f--- witcha You ain’t gotta lie to kick it Imma f--- witcha You a freak and I’m just freakin you out I go deep call it beating you out You discreet, keep your secret wit me I remember you playing jacquees In your bed then we lead to your floor You ain’t wont bread but I still give you dough I give you a chance bae to get out my habits Friend ain’t s--- you been pickin up habits Solid one, where you at, let me see Put your hand down this ain’t ripley’s believe it You so use to toting all the baggage Who gone hold it down if you were dragging Said you’d be there, I see you like barely Taught you everything, I’m just like daddy Be yours

Which 1 Of Em By Trouble Is this lil b---- nasty, is this lil b---- neat Is this lil b---- classy, is this lil b---- a freak Which one of em, which one of em Which one of em, which one of em Which one of em, which one of em Which one of em, which one of em Do I go get the rollie, do I go get the patek I don’t know how to say that s---, but its bands on me Which one of em, which one of em Which one of em, which one of em Which one of em, which one of em Which one of em I was throwing up B’s, she was making all A’s But she all on my D, guess she bad as a bish Took her down to the beach, I say s--- like capish I was acting like Tony, walking by where they eat You can bring me the lobster But baby please keep the crabs, don’t need you cramping up my style That b---- always talking bout movie stars and shaderoom B---- when you gonna get to cash, I sit back and laugh at n-----, thought I would crash They say the skoob got a bag now, 2020 vette paid cash Now Which on

Medusa By Trouble Hey No strings attached, mmk Chanel put on yo frames And on yo back, mmk Don’t go to looking strange When I go tat yo face I don’t look like that when You be asking me bout racks, mmk Hop on this d---, just like a scooter Brand new whip, with old money Like my cougar Designer got that s--- sittin Fat is that Medusa These n----- ain’t real And I ain’t bool with that I just might shoot ya I f--- with King and Dill for real, so free BB I was getting some Lip Service just like GiGi I remember a b---- curved me, then I had a three piece Talking bout the same time, my future Bright no TV Get off my d--- b----, damn hoe I gotta pee pee I had a shootout, who pick the youngins up? That was Neek Neek, keep gettin this paper I don’t want ya talking bout free me But a n---- tried damn, guess you just got to free me If I’m hoppin outside of a Phantom 40, inside of my hand Ballerinas on me keep on dancing Trappin outside of Atlantic Send my lil b--

She A Winner By Trouble I’ma put the whole d--- in her She gon’ f--- me for some money ’cause that hoe s--- in her She gon’ pop it, she gon’ shake it ’cause that hoe s--- in her I’ma throw these bands at her ’cause I know she a winner (Hitmaka) Hol’ up If the price is right, I know you out right Gonna buss it down, bless you gezundheit I say it ain’t no fun if you ain’t bussing buns Ain’t no fun if you got no for us No love for the scrubs, is it? I unbuckle your pants, your handles love lickin’ Love handles, grippin’ ’em while I’m rub gettin’ Thug bid’ness Nasty dealer, I love kitchen, hug kittens I been in ’em, I love diggin’ ’em Hurt feelings, you’ll never find a n---- livin’ I say Buss it how you want to, baby You ain’t got s--- on the bill, you can’t make me Do nothing that you want me to I do what I wanna do F--- your opinion, pop this s--- in front of you I got money, I got millions, I get hunnids too All my snatches, grab my bag (I ran outta here) Yo

Work By Trouble P---- wetter than a faucet, she bossin You can go and check my closet designer in there You wasn’t talking nun bout no guap that’s where you lost me 12 was on my a-- that work I had to toss it like… Catch me Work Gon get this Work Dolce fitted Work Like diddy Work She act sidity Cus she work This d--- gone make her Squirt That Percy 10, it Work Once I’m in it Work Got back to the spot I told her pop that s--- I played wit her c--- She told me drop that d--- Don’t care nothing bout yo bodies B---- I rock wit you Open up yo doors I’m like yo locksmith now Creed stuck on my frame say Skoob you smell so good Like did you study flicks man Why that head so good? Gucci scarf to match wit all yo lingerie I was locked up in state When I first learned how to go BOM ma BAY I was gettin money off treys Now I might get tons a day Diamonds like 300k Diamond Back and a drake How bout you sit on my face I was just sitting on a case How bout

Find Luv By Trouble She say that “d--- is mine” She gone tell me where to get, 69 Soon as I’m thru off the top, get behind She like tell them hoes they need to chill, get in line You would think this hoe was crip 60 times, that you told me stick to them Blue scripts, Get what’s mine, pain got me out poppin seals, sippin lines I know you tryna live don’t forget to find luv Get to find luv Forget to find luv What defines love? Forget to find luv If I’m out there in that field You should be next to me Trust my word, I f--- up I’m just burned You don’t een question me The way you cook for me all on yo gram They want yo recipe You be like f--- my past Them other hoes ain’t last You got the best of me She like look, I’m tryna be goals We ridin rolls I can be yo wife and ho Who drive the boat She like look, I know hitting hoes And I suppose, I ain’t gone judge you You ain’t never see yo time coming Time running, you been moving Like a fake rollie, time funny

Special By Trouble You’re kinda special, I swear you’re special to me Das on real n---- time, a young n---- appreciate everything Mastercard I got millions in my jeans (yeah yeah) Swea to lord I got hitters on the team (yeah yeah) Then they gone ride if I lose like everything (yeah yeah) I had a son I had to cut back on the drink (yeah yeah) Girl you’re kinda special, you’re kinda special to me (yeah yeah) (yeah yeah) You’re kinda special, you’re kinda special to me (yeah yeah) (yeah yeah) Take care of my kids and make my music, I’m big business like I’m jewish You cappin yo b---- choosin, I’m with Kap so I just do it Rich kid like skooly, leave the club bust U-eys 8 sittin on that duley, shooter like call of duty Seem like you’ll be special, take that big booty to a movie You know my momma special, whatever she ask for no refusing Might just cop that Tesla, no my hands I won’t be using Everything in my hands you have, but you just try to use me Loyalty was gettin a

Lend Your Heart By Trouble Always find myself being there for people But can’t nobody answer once I need em Feel like my auntie fighting that cancer, I can’t beat em My dawg he lost his father, he getting weaker Baby, can you lend to heart to me right now cause I can’t find mine Can you lend to heart to me right now cause I can’t find mine Rest in peace to Ben, they took his life Free DeTra they gave my patna life These days they robbing just for stripes No more weed I’m only serving white Broke a-- baby mama taking me to court I was locked up the b---- filed for child support Tryna ruin my vibe but I can’t let her Ducking bullets I’m tryna not get wet up Since Terry said the feds watching I ain’t been trusting s--- I gotta watch my own patna not to be a lick I always been my own robber I don’t need your stick I always been my own problem feel a need to switch Always find myself being there for people But can’t nobody answer once I need em Feel like my auntie

My Dawg By Trouble The same game an the lames And the same hoes How you gone change on a n---- Who’d change clothes, witya Bussin down P’s, goin at our top together I use to feel like we would rock forever (My Dawg) Now I just see you and our opps together? We was just bussin our glocks together (My Dawg) She my hoe, she yo hoe, she our hoe cool Took a loss, now you rock with some more dudes We was just coming wit plots together I used to feel like we would rock forever (My Dawg) It hurt when I’m just tryna help you right Them same hoes, them same bros They wasn’t stepping right Them same hoes, them same bros Just want reppin rights Them same bros, same will fold When its repping time Like why the f--- my heart so cold It ain’t even winter time Like why the f--- I give my soul You ain’t feeling mine This b---- done went got wit the foes Now she hitting lines This b---- been down bad on that dope And lost 20 pounds B---- n----- diss my name To the sam