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My baby want a Birkin She's been telling me all night long Gasoline and groceries, the list goes on and on This 9 to 5 ain't working, why the hell do I work so hard? I can't worry about my problems, I can't take 'em when I'm gone One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more Two stepping on the table, she don't need a dance floor Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown, near 5th Street Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy I've been Boozey since I've left I ain't changing for a check Tell my ma', I ain't forget (oh Lord) Woke up drunk at 10 a.m. We gon' do this shit again Tell your girl to bring a friend (oh Lord) One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more Two stepping on the table, she don't need a dance floor Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown, near 5th Street Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four When it's last call, and they kick us out the door It's getting kind of late, but the ladies want some more Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown, near 5th Street Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history At the bottom of a bottle gone miss me Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy

Euphoria Them superpowers getting neutralized, I can only watch in silence The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now spiralin' You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle Fabricating stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you Shoo, shoo, shoo Shoo, shoo, shoo Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay I ain't thinkin' about no reaper Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house like I'm Joe, okay Hellcat, made his homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away? Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play Have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face? Have you ever paid five hundred thou' like to an open case? Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight I hate when a rapper talk about guns, then somebody die They turn into nuns, then hop online, like "Pray for my city" He fakin' for likes and digital hugs His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior, they must've forgot the shit that they done Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky I'll park his son The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learned from those mistakes Somebody had told me that you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted What is it? The braids? I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me no more? Okay It's three G.O.A.T.s left, and I seen two of them kissin' and huggin' on stage I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh You know I got language barriers, huh It's no accent you can sell me, huh Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga The crown is heavy, huh I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me He's Terrence Thornton, I'm Terence Crawford, yeah, I'm whoopin' feet We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress I hate the way that you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themself with real women And notice, I said "we," it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin' How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough? How many more Black features 'til you finally feel that you're Black enough? I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin' Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one Let your core audience stomach that, then tell 'em where you get your abs from V12, it's a fast one, baow-baow-baow, last one Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk Remember? Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with? Extortion my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress Surprised you wanted that feature request You know that we got some shit to address I even hate when you say the word "nigga," but that's just me, I guess Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand, and it won't be no threat I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is a man? 'Cause I ain't seen him yet Matter fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits, I'll make sure I double back with you You were signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record? Hoe, what? You ain't like that record? "Back To Back," I like that record I'ma get back to that, for the record Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all think all my life is rap? That's hoe shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that And tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that And givin' him tools to walk through life like day-by-day, know nothin' 'bout that Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen, man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considerin', you don't know nothin' 'bout that Ain't 20-v-1, it's 1-v-20 if I gotta smack niggas that write with you Yeah, bring 'em out too, I'll clean 'em out too Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen Funny, he was in a film called "AI" And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin Yeah, OV-hoe niggas is dick riders Tell 'em run to America, they imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it Pick a nigga off one at a time with it We can be on a three-hour time difference Don't speak on the family, crodie It can get deep in the family, crodie Talk about me and my family, crodie? Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie Tell me you're cheesin', fam We can do this right now on the camera, crodie Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas I wave one finger and thump y'all niggas like mmm Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too If you take it there, I'm takin' it further Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do Ooh We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more Stop

New truck, big lift, old roads we've been Tearin' up since way back when But these wheels are innocent New hitch, new seats, no history And you just can't fake that, so let's change that Girl, let's go put some miles on it Back of the Chevy with the engine runnin' Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it Back of the Chevy with the engine runnin' Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We could break it in if you know what I mean All night, no brakes, all tail, no gate Ain't gotta try too hard, my baby's push to start All torque, full-speed, off-road on me Zero to a 100 fast, my foot ain't touch the gas I said, "Hey, baby, slow it down, let's make it last" You said, "Where's the fun in that?" Yeah, let's go Put some miles on it Back of the Chevy with the engine runnin' Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We could break it in if you know what I mean Mile after mile, after mile, after mile Turn up the night like that radio dial Shoulder to shoulder where nobody knows Know where we're goin', we ain't goin' home We're puttin' miles on it Back of the Chevy with the engine runnin' Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it Back of the Chevy with the engine runnin' Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We could break it in if you know what I mean Put some miles on it

My baby want a Birkin She's been telling me all night long Gasoline and groceries, the list goes on and on This 9 to 5 ain't working, why the hell do I work so hard? I can't worry about my problems, I can't take 'em when I'm gone One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more Two stepping on the table, she don't need a dance floor Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown, near 5th Street Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy I've been Boozey since I've left I ain't changing for a check Tell my ma', I ain't forget (oh Lord) Woke up drunk at 10 a.m. We gon' do this shit again Tell your girl to bring a friend (oh Lord) One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more Two stepping on the table, she don't need a dance floor Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown, near 5th Street Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four When it's last call, and they kick us out the door It's getting kind of late, but the ladies want some more Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown, near 5th Street Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history At the bottom of a bottle gone miss me Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy Everybody at the bar getting tipsy

For a while there, it was rough But lately, I've been doin' better Than the last four cold Decembers I recall And I see my family every month I found a girl my parents love She'll come and stay the night And I think I might have it all And I thank God every day For the girl He sent my way But I know the things He gives me He can take away And I hold you every night And that's a feeling I wanna get used to But there's no man as terrified As the man who stands to lose you Oh, I hope I don't lose you Mm Please stay I want you, I need you, oh God Don't take These beautiful things that I've got Please stay I want you, I need you, oh God Don't take These beautiful things that I've got Oh-oh-oh-oh Ooh Please don't take I found my mind, I'm feelin' sane It's been a while, but I'm finding my faith If everything's good and it's great Why do I sit and wait 'til it's gone? Oh, I'll tell ya, I know I've got enough I've got peace and I've got love But I'm up at night thinkin' I just might lose it all Please stay I want you, I need you, oh God Don't take These beautiful things that I've got Oh-oh-oh-oh Ooh Please stay I want you, I need you, oh God I need These beautiful things that I've got

Do it, baby, do what I should think Do it-do it, baby, do what I could think Do it-do it, baby, do what I should think Do it-do it, baby, do what I could think Do it-do it-do it, baby, do what I should think Do it, baby, do what I could think Do it-do it-do it, baby, do what I should think Do it-do it baby, do what I could think I ain't never rep a set, baby, I ain't do no wrong I could clean up good for you, oh, I know right from wrong 'Cause I wanna make it (mm, mm, mm), so badly I'm a million dollar baby (mm, mm, mm), don't at me (yeah) Hell nah (yeah, yeah), you rep my city for so damn long (ah, ah) But you still don't notice me, my sound next (mhm) VA next (yeah, yeah), I'm at they neck (yeah, yeah) I'm running up a check (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) She a bad lil' mama, she a diva (mm) No matter what happens, he cannot come between us again (mm, mm, mm) I know we're better than friends (better than friends) I took her to Queen's Gambit (yeah, yeah) Showed around my friends (right now) Tried to pick some energy up, it don't matter (matter) I know you haven't moved on if you tried (oh, no) I don't believe it, baby, I know you lied (oh, no) All night long, what you mean, "I changed"? Haven't stayed the same I've been losing my mind (ooh, ooh, ooh) I said, "The city is mine" (ooh, ooh, ooh) I ain't never rep a set, baby (mm-mm), I ain't do no wrong I could clean up, do it for you, oh, I know right from wrong 'Cause I wanna make it (mm, mm, mm), so badly I'm a million dollar baby (mm, mm, mm), don't at me (yeah) I ain't never rep a set, baby (mm-mm), I ain't do no wrong I could clean up good for you (mm-mm), oh, I know right from wrong 'Cause I wanna make it (mm, mm, mm), so badly I'm a million dollar baby (mm, mm, mm), don't at me (yeah) Hell nah Hell-hell nah, yeah, yeah Hell-hell nah (do it-do it, baby, do what I should think) Hell-hell nah (do it-do it, baby, do what I could think) Hell-hell nah (do it-do it, baby, do what I should think) Hell-hell nah (do it-do it, baby, do what I could think) Hell-hell nah, yeah, yeah Hell-hell nah

Something's got a hold of me lately No, I don't know myself anymore Feels like the walls are all closing in And the devil's knocking at my door, whoa Out of my mind, how many times Did I tell you I'm no good at being alone? Yeah, it's taking a toll on me, trying my best to keep From tearing the skin off my bones, don't you know I lose control When you're not next to me I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see? I lose control When you're not next to me, mm-hmm Yeah, you're breaking my heart, baby You make a mess of me Problematic Problem is I want your body like a fiend, like a bad habit Bad habit's hard to break when I'm with you Yeah, I know, I could do it on my own, but I want That real full moon black magic and it takes two Problematic Problem is, when I'm with you, I'm an addict And I need some relief, my skin in your teeth Can't see the forest through the trees Got me down on my knees, darling, please, oh I lose control When you're not next to me I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see? I lose control When you're not next to me, mm-hmm Yeah, you're breaking my heart, baby You make a mess of me, yeah I lose control When you're not here with me, mm I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see? I lose control When you're not here with me, mm-hmm Yeah, you're breaking my heart, baby You make a mess of me

It can't be said I'm an early bird It's ten o'clock before I say a word Baby, I can never tell How do you sleep so well? You keep telling me to live right To go to bed before the daylight But then you wake up for the sunrise You know you don't gotta pretend, baby, now and then Don't you just wanna wake up, dark as a lake? Smelling like a bonfire, lost in a haze? If you're drunk on life, babe, I think it's great But while in this world I think I'll take my whiskey neat My coffee black and my bed at three You're too sweet for me You're too sweet for me I take my whiskey neat My coffee black and my bed at three You're too sweet for me You're too sweet for me Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh I aim low, I aim true and the ground's where I go I work late where I'm free from the phone And the job gets done But you worry some, I know But who wants to live forever, babe? You treat your mouth as if it's Heaven's gate The rest of you like you're the TSA I wish that I could go along, babe, don't get me wrong You know, you're bright as the morning, as soft as the rain Pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape If you can sit in a barrel, maybe I'll wait Until that day I'd rather take my whiskey neat My coffee black and my bed at three You're too sweet for me You're too sweet for me I take my whiskey neat My coffee black and my bed at three You're too sweet for me You're too sweet for me Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh Whoa, oh-oh I take my whiskey neat My coffee black and my bed at three You're too sweet for me You're too sweet for me

Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso I can't relate to desperation My 'give a fucks' are on vacation And I got this one boy And he won't stop calling When they act this way I know I got 'em Too bad your ex don't do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee, brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso (Holy shit) Is it that sweet? I guess so I'm working late 'cause I'm a singer Oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger My twisted humor, make him laugh so often My honey bee, come and get this pollen Too bad your ex don't do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee, brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso He's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso Is it that sweet? I guess so That's that me, espresso

I was supposed to be sent away But they forgot to come and get me I was a functioning alcoholic Til nobody noticed my new aesthetic All of this to say I hope you're okay But you're the reason And no one here's to blame But what about your quiet treason? And for a fortnight there We were forever Run into you sometimes Ask about the weather Now you're in my backyard Turned into good neighbors Your wife waters flowers I want to kill her. All my mornings are Mondays Stuck in an endless February I took the miracle move-on-drug The effects were temporary And I love you It's ruining my life (I love you, it's ruining my life) I touched you For only a fortnight (I touched you) But I touched you And for a fortnight there We were together Run into you sometimes Comment on my sweater Now you're at the mailbox Turned into good neighbors My husband is cheating I want to kill him. I love you It's ruining my life (I love you, it's ruining my life) I touched you for only a fortnight (I touched you) I touched you I love you It's ruining my life (I love you, it's ruining my life) I touched you for only a fortnight (I touched you) I touched you Thought of calling ya But you won't pick up Another fortnight lost in America Move to Florida Buy the car you want But it won't start up Til you touch, touch, touch me Thought of calling ya But you won't pick up Another fortnight lost in America Move to Florida Buy the car you want But it won't start up Til I touch, touch, touch you