English Songs

J.R. Shit be kickin’ like SheamusI told the bitch she a dub, now she hate meBuggin’ me, tellin’ me shit ’bout a dollarBut it’s only one way, baby girl, so be patientTryna put us on a planeGet us some tickets, a little vacationAnd the shit I got planned, it get me to the topI might

Good morningCan you sink off your skinI was struggling to tell you where I have beenCuz I’ve been, running aroundMaking mess of meselfI know how you feel about thatYou told me once when I showed you thatBut I am trying my best to get it onNot everybody makes it out aliveWhen they are youngI was

Release this burdenBurden I’m far from perfectBut what I gave you was a giftExpecting so littleI never cared if you came or left Moving onNo one will ever live in our shoes andNo one will ever know the full truth soI choose to let the music itselfSpeak volumes about you Nothing but deadweightSeeing the world

All my exes live in TexasAnd Texas is the place I’d dearly love to beBut all my exes live in TexasAnd that’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee Rosanna’s down in TexarkanaWanted me to push her broomAnd sweet Eileen’s in AbileneShe forgot I hung the moonAnd Allison’s in GalvestonSomehow lost her sanityAnd Dimples, who

It’s RembleI’m not from LA, I’m from San Pedro Write my bars on the paper, they be like cheat codesType to pull up to the Met Gala in street clothesDon’t compare me to no chomos or weak LocsPop goes the gleek goes, shot clock the weirdoThey said on three, but I just bounced out on

Her soul keeps me awakeThe final resting placeHas been disturbed by dreadShe rises up insteadA hand breaks through the graveA hand breaks through the graveA whisper down my neckThe blood drips from the moonA night for the undeadShe’s calling out to youGet ready for the sacrificeCome dance with us as we cast spells in the

You’re like a melodyStuck on rewindIn my head rent-freeSince you been goneAll the anxietyIs tearing me apart And now realityIs not what I wantI’m living in a dreamOf when we were in loveAnd it cuts so deepKnowing I’ll wake up Some things you gotta through that’s the only way you learnThe first one that you

I know I can’t afford to stop for one momentThat it’s too soon, too far— “C to the O-C-O-N-A”Be poppin’ on them 808sWho woulda thought lil thingWould turn up on them like a fadeway?Here for the throne, khaleesi flowBurn ’em all, ain’t no playin’ no gamesHol’ up! Lemme just claim my throne real quickOkay, okay

I got what you want, I got what you need (Uh-huh)Mobbin’ like we don’t follow anything (Oh)Left, right, get it on the floorI wanna see you left, right get in my zone, haThen we hit the slide ready for the swing (Uh-huh)We don’t want no opps, want no drama queen (Oh)Left, right, everywhere we goWe