My Peak Lyrics


[Intro: Future]
Super

[Hook: Future]
Head full of smoke
Body full of [?]
I don’t measure no more, pour it til it’s pink
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seat
I ain’t barely reached my peak, no
I ain’t barely reached my peak, no
As I’m lifting up the doors, droppin’ ashes on the seat
I ain’t barely reached my peak, no

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
My baby mama finna get her masters (bravo!)
I just hit the office, that’s the FAFSA
I don’t wanna hear about no masters
I just hit my pastor, it’s faster
They gon’ [?] the cuban when I pass away
I probably still be ballin’ when I pass away
I just got a text that say keep goin’
I just got a check that say keep goin’
[?], [?]
Everything [?], phone airplane mode (alright alright)
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
You might be the devil, you don’t fuck with me
I’mma keep makin’, I make extra payments
I’m a free agent like the second Matrix
I’mma make them nations deal us reparations
Been dancing round the town like I was Kevin Bacon
I be doing shit they only think about
I might throw a milli in the Chase account
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
You might be [?]

[Hook: Future]
Head full of smoke
Body full of [?]
I don’t measure no more, pour it til it’s pink
[As I’m lifting up the doors?], [?]
I ain’t barely reached my peak, no
I ain’t barely reached my peak, no
[As I’m lifting up the doors?], [?]
I ain’t barely reached my peak, no

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Jake Miller Ft. Cal Shapiro – Living Room Lyrics

Living Room Lyrics by Jake Miller
Ft. Cal Shapiro (From Timeflies)

No cars, no job, no money
But somehow, we still felt lucky
We were running fast without looking both ways
We were younger than, take me back to the days

When we used to get high in your living room
Felt like the world stopped, when I looked at you
And we would have to hide our bloodshot eyes
Every time your mom came home at night
Cause we used to get high in your living room

(we can blow up)
(we used to get high in your living room)
We used to get high
(we used to get high in your living room)
We used to get high
And we would have to hide our blood shoot eyes
Every time your mom came home at night
(we used to get high in your living room)

9th grade, we start fallin’
We had what they all wanted
We were hiding in your bed and skipping class
Tell me how the hell did we grow up so fast

Cause we used to get high in your living room
Felt like the world stopped, when I looked at you
And we would have to hide our bloodshot eyes
Every time your mom came home at night
Cause we used to get high in your living room

(we can blow up)
(we used to get high in your living room)
We used to get high
(we used to get high in your living room)
We used to get high
And we would have to hide our bloodshot eyes
Every time your mom came home at night
(we used to get high in your living room)

We never complicate things get lost and play games
No coppin’ name brands
Just compensatin’
From Brown to Dwyane Wade
Your boy was self made, we l-l-love
And hate the same things
But you know, I know
Things switch up
When did we go, so different
We don’t take Ls, we bake Ls
We go back, like bake sells
So I’m out, and hotels and nowhere
I’m missing you

Cause we used to get high in your living room
Felt like the world stopped, when I looked at you
And we would have to hide our blood shoot eyes
Every time your mom came home at night
Cause we used to get high in your living room

(we can blow up)
(we used to get high in your living room)
We used to get high
(we used to get high in your living room)
We used to get high
And we would have to hide our bloodshot eyes
Every time your mom came home at night
(we used to get high in your living room)

DJ Premier Ft. Miguel – 2 Lovin U Lyrics

2 Lovin U Lyrics by DJ Premier
(Ft. Miguel)

I played my case with the Gods want
Just place your sweet shots on my mouth
I’m bound to an ocean of weightless love
No mercy, no pardon for stolens, I know
Then the [?] in stare, I’m damned to loving you
Two palm trees in the sand, I’m damned to loving you now
We set fire to these skies for our love and I’d do it all again
I’m damned 2 lovin u
Damn, alright
Damn, yeah woman, 2 lovin u

Curse to stars, now there’s no escape
‘Cause your words are my favorite vice
Two hearts committed to a hopeless faith
I’d serve my life cents a thousand times more
Then the [?] in stare, I’m damned to loving you
Two palm trees in the sand, I’m damned to loving you now
We set fire to these skies for our love and I’d do it all again
I’m damned 2 lovin u
Damn, alright
Damn, yeah woman, 2 lovin u

It’s like you’ve owned my love, and every life before
And every life I’ve lived, you’re all I’m searching for
It’s like you’ve owned my love, and every life before
And every life I’ve lived, you’re all I’m searching for

Then the [?] in stare, I’m damned to loving you
Two palm trees in the sand, I’m damned to loving you now
We set fire to these skies for our love and I’d do it all again
I’m damned 2 lovin u
Damn, alright
Damn, yeah woman, 2 lovin u
I’m damned 2 lovin u now
We set fire to these skies for our love and I’d do it all again
I’m damned 2 lovin u now
Lovin u babe
Yeah
You know I’d do it all again for you?
Hold my hand, woman
Alright
I’m damned 2 lovin u now

Take Off, Pt. 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, don’t you get it fucked up, nigga
This ain’t the first one, nigga
This that “Take Off”, part two, motherfucker
A street anthem, nigga
Y’all niggas better see about this young nigga, dog
The streets told me y’all can’t fuck with me, dog
I’m not no lyrical nigga, dog
I done tell you what’s going with me, nigga

[Verse]
I’m still here, nigga, seven indictments later
I don’t owe a nigga shit, nigga ain’t never gave me a favor
Done ran through my share of hoes and see my [?]
My brothers told me from prison it was gonna get [?] later
That 745, nigga, I bought it for you haters
So many dead homies, can’t count them on my fingers
So many of my niggas in Feds, it’ll take too long to name them
If you a fuck nigga, you some kids and man, I don’t claim you
Fuck what it look like, nigga, I’m a real nigga from all angles
You one of these fuck niggas who don’t like Plies? Well, I don’t blame you
But if I was broke, pussy nigga, you will love me [?]
I work for a millionaire, managed by a killer
They say that apple fall too far away from the tree, nigga
I’m a hundred percent real nigga, mean it don’t get no realer
I don’t give a fuck, I could care less ’bout being the best rapper
The most respected by the streets, nigga, is what I’m after
Ain’t been to the motherfucking studio in five months
Last time Slip-n-Slide seen me, I was in my dump
Next time they see me, I park my 745 in the front
I could drop a motherfucking classic whenever I want, nigga

[Outro]
I don’t really do this shit, homie
I fucks with this rap shit every now and then, homie
The streets just told me I was that motherfucking nigga

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Still in ‘Em Lyrics

[Intro]
Been telling y’all niggas, man
It ain’t ’bout who you motherfucking run with, young nigga
It ain’t ’bout where you motherfucking hang at, homie
It’s ’bout what you did in these motherfucking streets, nigga
And how I feel about it, pimping
I done did everything but motherfucking die, nigga

[Chorus]
I got pistols, got money, got street cred
Got the whips, got hoes, got jewelry
Got one foot in the street, the other foot in the Feds
Real nigga, so it’s some things I ain’t never did
Never snitched, never bitched up and never ran
Never hated, never copped deuces, never that
Ain’t who you know in the streets, it’s what you did in them
Been through it all in the streets and I’m still in them

[Verse]
A real nigga every day, 365
And when I talk to you, don’t look off, I look in your eye
If it’s pussy nigga, I’ma get it out you every time
And I done made it where if you a fuck nigga, you can’t survive
I speak the truth while y’all pussy niggas living lies
I know the streets, homie, I don’t know the other side
The niggas in prison the ones who give me the drive
Real nigga first, rap nigga by accident
A street nigga and a product of my environment
Me being a fuck nigga is something that was never meant
And I don’t vibe with pussy niggas, that’s common sense
Me being a real nigga is all I done ever been

[Chorus]
I got pistols, got money, got street cred
Got the whips, got hoes, got jewelry
Got one foot in the street, the other foot in the Feds
Real nigga, so it’s some things I ain’t never did
Never snitched, never bitched up and never ran
Never hated, never copped deuces, never that
Ain’t who you know in the streets, it’s what you did in them
Been through it all in the streets and I’m still in them

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God I’m Tired of Lying to You Lyrics

[Intro]
God, man, there’s just something I wanna talk to you about man, I…
I know right now, I’m probably
Probably the last nigga you wanna hear from
You know, man, I just want you to know, God, man
I’m tired of lying to you

[Chorus]
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then

[Verse 1]
I told a motherfucker if I died today, I don’t know where I’d go
‘Cause a lot of us out here that think we going to Heaven and just ain’t gon’ go
And some of us go to church every Sunday and still ain’t gon’ go
God, I lied to you too much, that’s the reason I don’t know where I’m gon’ go
I remember that little hoe [?], man, I told you I wasn’t gon’ fuck raw no more
I guess what I should’ve said is I wasn’t gonna fuck her raw no more
And after my homeboy got killed, I promised you I was gonna start coming to church
But instead of coming to church, I jumped in the game, head first
It seems like weddings and funerals are the only time I step foot in church
But if I was locked up right now, shit, you would be my best friend
‘Cause that’s when niggas seem like the Lord’s pointing they lives then
My dog locked up and every time i talk to him, God all I’m hearing
But like I told him, the crackers let him out tomorrow, he’d be back robbing again
And I don’t know why we sit down and lie to you ’bout some fuck shit
And like they say, the ones that love you want a nigga to give they ass a kiss
So I guess that’s the best way to explain me and your relationship

[Chorus]
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then

[Verse 2]
I told my mama, shit, God must be a pain freak
‘Cause after all these lies and broken promises, God still fuck with me
I’ma be honest with you, God: shit, I wouldn’t even fuck with me
But when I was on my dick, shit, you couldn’t stop hearing from me
As soon as my money got straight, shit, you stopped hearing from me
And after my brother got indicted, I promised you I was through with the dope game
And as soon as them 22’s came out, I got right back in the dope game
I remember being on my knees, throwing up my insides
The heavy yak in my system, felt like I was ’bout to fucking die
And I told you I wasn’t gonna drink no more, shit, there goes another lie
And I know one day, all this thugging shit gotta come to an end
And I understand that one day, my life got to come to an end

[Chorus]
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then

[Monologue]
God, man, there’s just…
There’s so much fucked up with me right now, man, just…
Trying to be out here and, you know
Trying to get money and…
Fuck with all these hoes and…
You know, I, I find time for everything else
But it seem like I don’t never got no time for you
And shit, my grandma always tell me, man
I-I just need to just join somebody’s church, man
And, and give my life over to God, man
And God, you just know, man
Just right now, man, you better know than anybody, man
You just, you just know I’m full of shit
You know I ain’t finna do right right now
You know, I don’t know if this gonna affect, you know what I’m saying
Me, me getting into Heaven
But you know, I just want you to know, man
I’m, I’m just tired of lying to you, man
And I feel like if I’ma deal with you
I feel like I should deal with you like a real nigga
And I don’t know why
You know, I’ve seen the, I’ve seen to lose focus in that, man
And, you know, shit, I know you probably feel like I’m, I’m bullshitting you right now
But you know, God, man, I, I, I just want you know, man
I’m tired of lying to you, man
And I just feel like if I’m gonna fuck with you
I need to fuck with you all the way
And, man, regardless of what, you know, a lot of people think, man
Man, I, I’m trying to go to Heaven, man
You got to know I got a good heart, man
God, I just want you to know, man, I’m tired of lying to you

[Chorus]
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then
God, I want you to know I’m so tired of lying to you
And I don’t even know the reason why in the fuck I even lied to you
So if you stopped fucking with me right now, I understand
But I guess that’ll leave me out here thugging on my own, then

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Don’t Work, Don’t Eat Lyrics

[Chorus]
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
This game
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
Game, all day long, they say

[Verse 1: Plies]
In these streets, nigga, you just stunting or you watching
You’re either a nigga getting jumped or you’re the nigga jocking
Getting money part of my religion, it ain’t a hobby
Ain’t talking tennis shoe money, I’m talking real dollars
Like they told me, a closed mouth don’t get fed
But how I feel, a broke motherfucker better off dead
You can either beg for it, or go out and get it
The streets always hiding, that’s on you, pimping
‘Cause when you broke, all that shit you talking called wishing
Money make miracles, broke make liars
In these streets, you don’t need a résumé to get hired
‘Cause when you’re your own boss, you can’t get fired

[Chorus]
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
This game
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
Game, all day long, they say

[Verse 2: Plies]
Street nigga, I know how to get mines out the mud
From my wrist, I’m free to get it, I want all love
Conversation ain’t enough, nigga, for me to budge
This money shit the only thing niggas willing to die for
The same cash nigga’s hoes wouldn’t have fucked for
I remember I used to be happy with a quarter bird money
Until I found out it was different levels of stunting
You got niggas that got it, you got niggas that’s fronting
I got to hustle, nigga, I got too many habits
Ain’t that nigga that point, I’m that nigga that grab it
Disrespect first, nigga, and then cabbage
Nothing funny, I dont’ remember seeing too broke niggas laughing

[Chorus]
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
This game
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
Game, all day long, they say

[Verse 3: Plies]
Four in the morning, nigga, pill man still working
So while you sleep, the graveyard shift just opened
Cash the only thing that keep a street nigga focused
The dope game overcrowded, I don’t know if you know this
And everybody can’t eat, so I hope you know this
Some niggas stand in the kitchen, some niggas chase cars
Some niggas sell softy, some niggas sell hard
If your hustle game fucked up, you better find a job

[Chorus]
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
You say you hustle all day and you grind all week
Listen, you don’t work, you don’t eat
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s all a nigga know, that’s all a nigga know
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
This game
That’s the sound of the boy
Putting work off in this game
Game, all day long, they say

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Know Something Lyrics

[Chorus]
All these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
So all these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something

[Verse 1]
I got the mind of a millionaire, the heart of a broke nigga
And got the motherfucking patience of a young nigga
You an associate, not a homie if you don’t squeeze triggers
‘Cause I refuse to get seen with a soft ass nigga
You either ’bout it or you ain’t, there ain’t nothing in the middle
You either buss it or you won’t, old pussy ass nigga
I been learned that a fuck nigga will get you killed
That’s why I fuck with niggas I know buss off the rip
You live once, not twice, ain’t no room to slip
‘Cause one fuck up in these streets will get you buried quick
Nigga better know something, I don’t fuck with dead weight
You ain’t ’bout that gangsta, don’t want you around in the first place
‘Cause all my dogs still powder and gun smokers
Mine always on taking something from a motherfucker
Been wiped the smile off my face ’cause I ain’t friendly
I’m talking closed casket shit, I ain’t bullshiting

[Chorus]
All these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
So all these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something

[Verse 2]
I fuck with certified murkers, run with real goons
Get out first and keep dumping, that’s the attitude
I try my best to put one of you pussy niggas on the news
Put a hundred rounds in you, knock your insides loose
Skied up in all back, down to the shoes
And all can you see is the white in my eyes when I move
Shoot to kill, not to scare, that’s a street rule
And never tote around something that you won’t use
And never talk about shit that you won’t do
And ask the city ’bout us, pussy nigga, we trap flow
Shoot it up, then shut it down, nigga looking for you
And you can’t get no more money until the beef over
‘Cause the shit I’m aiming at, right above the shoulders
Shooting big shit, it’s coming like a fucking boulder
You think it’s a game if you wanna, pussy, then I’ll show you
This shit chess, not checkers, already done told you

[Chorus]
All these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
So all these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something

[Verse 3]
Talking and not being ’bout it will get you knocked off
And playing with a real nigga, dog, that shit costs
And I ain’t the nigga you play with, boy, I’m ’bout results
Now the question is, nigga, if you can walk the walk
Oh, any nigga can talk thug when the lights off
But when them lights come on, nigga, that’s what it’s all about
You niggas better start thinking before you open your mouth
These streets shit way deeper than you think it’s ’bout
I’ma put you up on something, nigga: the streets don’t sleep
That hundred-round drum, pimping, that’s a lot of heat
You better ask around, nigga, that’ll stop your heartbeat
It ain’t a nigga God made I’ma let play with me

[Chorus]
All these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
So all these niggas you see me with, they know something
And all these niggas you see me with, they toting something
And all these niggas you see me with, they on something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something

[Outro]
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something
And I only fuck with niggas, dog, that’ll murk something

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Azealia Banks & Lunice – Crown Lyrics

Crown Lyrics by Azealia Banks & Lunice

Chance you’ve seen her once in a dream
Let me show you better, bring you closer to see
Can you undress her down to her lingeries
Run your fingers through the middle while I smoke potpourri
Got champagne spilling on the sofa, the seats
Looking cocaine dealer white – a code for the key
Hit em’ with the venom
With the cobra, the squeeze
And I really wanna wrestle with the boa in ya jeans
I look at you
Look at us, look at me
Got a vision of a lovin’
That we both wanna see
Shouldn’t I, wouldn’t I
Couldn’t I be your lucky lady f-forever f-f
Come on

When I’m repping this crown
I be stepping in style
I be breaking it down
Doing feminine things
Pink lemonade chain and my belly ring bling
When I come for this cash
Not a regular bitch, don’t you ever forget
That I’m repping this crown
So you better wild out when the queen is in town

Mami on a mint Kawasaki
In the Chloé khaki
Issey Miyake
Folding yen with Miss Origami
I’m a global bitch
You a local thotty
I be, I be
In a Paris lobby
Playing Tamigotchi
Who Pocket Polly?
Hop to Mali
Sisters in Bali
Get the picture, papi
Get richer mammy (Uh)
It really ain’t fair
You see me, you see me
You stop and you stare
Finessing and flair
You see me I’m sexy
Them bitches they jealous
I step in the room and I’m breaking your focus
I bet you your fellas be checking up on it
I jump in the Rover
I rip up the road
And I’m ready, I’m naked
I’m knocking, now open up

And once you find out what I’m talking ’bout
You’ll never be lonely
You see the stars ever close up above you
And baby no one will ever, ever love you like I do
(Yeah)

When I’m repping this crown
I be stepping in style
I be breaking it down
Doing feminine things
Pink lemonade chain and my belly ring bling
When I come for this cash
Not a regular bitch, don’t you ever forget
That I’m repping this crown
So you better wild out when the queen is in town

[Instrumental Breakdown]

When I’m repping this crown
I be stepping in style
I be breaking it down
Doing feminine things
Pink lemonade chain and my belly ring bling
When I come for this cash
Not a regular bitch, don’t you ever forget
That I’m repping this crown
So you better wild out when the queen is in town

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