English Songs

Ah!YepReal hot girl shit, ah!Ayy Show a new bitch that ain’t Megan codedShow a beat I was on and ain’t rode itIf she think she the shit, I’m the colonMy pen gets gutter, I’m bowlin’Tina Snow, niggas know I’m the coldestTell a bitch, “Let it go,” ’cause I’m frozenAsk him what I got on, he […]

Had me up inside a templeI could not chooseInsecure, got hot to handleToo much too soon Time after timeHad to stop coldNight after nightShe takes control But thenI give it up to the devil in meAnd I, I let my guard down (I let my guard down)I’ve given up on her vision of meWhen I

(Game!)Huh Stop all that talking, can’t you see, I’m in the night often (Ah)Leaves fall in the fall, it’s a nice eveningI make the summer freezing (Ah)I’m hooked up on a feelingCreeping late after 8, yeah, the 9 all the timeSee that black crow fly, smoking drain, so highRed cross at the top, yeah, this

(Was I ever in the frame?) Got an excuseGetting hopelessly attached to a lie (Lie)To good to be trueI’m been drowning out the doubts in my mind, ohCan’t you decideIf you ever really loved meOr really only loved the idea of finding your own?Guess in the end, I’ll never know So cut me out of

I’m not your motherI didn’t carry you for nine months in my wombI’m just your loverAnd I’m tired of getting those two roles confused I’m not your past, I’m not your exI’m not the bad dreams that keep you stuck inside your bedI’m not your past, I’m not your exI’m not the bad thoughts that

I don’t even like this beatWhy the fuck you got all this beef?You niggas knew that nigga had a BBL manY’all hang with niggas with BBLs, manYou getting mad at niggas and do all this-Man this shit stupid manWhy would you even make this beat?Why would Drake get a BBL?why would all these people get

For every moment of pure devotion to all you seeThere’s a slight realityA realization that what you do is all for nothingHave I got your attention?My walls have broken in the fourth dimensionThis is the end of timesThis is the last stage of my mind Pain is all you’ll find herePain is all you’ll find

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)Uh-huhYeah, uh-huh, uh-huhUh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Keep one in the head (Topped), the fuck I lookin’ like cockin’ it? (Uh-huh)Always gotta keep a hood bitch that be poppin’ it (Poppin’ it, yeah)Real savage, I was smokin’ opps in the Cullinan (Yeah)Trench baby, still’ll spin the block with my brother them (Spin,

I used to pack JansportsI just put them in the boxesI’d nod to every small suggestion from my bossesI used to pick motherboard chunks out the garbage48 hours a week just felt nauseouswhen I’d wash dishes in the back of a La BouI tore my meniscus, there was nothing I could doI’d cry on my

Good catchCould’ve been much worseWhat never curse and allCould’ve been quite the fall That said, there’s no time leftTo feel bereft and smallLet’s have a ball If I’m gonna go anywhereI’m going thereIf I’m gonna go anywhereI’m going there Love, what else is there, but love?What else is there?Oh, heyI can let it festerJust Kind