Grace VanderWaal – The City Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Go through the day
But  I’ll be checking on my phone
To  see if you called
You didn’t call
One of the boys
I’ll  be chill, I’ll keep my cool
But  don’t play me for the fool
Don’t be so cruel
Cause  I can fake it that I’m happy
But this time you can see
You try to make a good memory
Cause you like my jealousy
But  you’re…
[Pre-Chorus]
In the city
When you should be here with me
I know I might be boring
But I’m not one for pity
So have a ball
At the Whitney with your friends
All so pretty
I know I’m being dramatic
So I’ll go and wish you
[Chorus]
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
(ah, ah, ah)
[Verse 2]
Time passes slow
And I’ve called everyone I know
But the more that people come over
I realize I’m getting worse and I wanna stay alone
Close down my phone
I’ve been on it so much my eyes hurt
And the outside is getting darker
I’m tired and it’s getting harder and harder to
Fake it that I’m truly happy
(ha-a-ppy)
And all my friends can see
You try to make a good memory
(memory)
But it’s hard when it’s not with me
Cause you’re…
[Pre-Chorus]
In the city
When you should be here with me
I know I might be boring
But I’m not one for pity
So have a ball
At the Whitney with your friends
All so pretty
I know I’m being dramatic
So I’ll go and wish you
[Chorus]
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun
Go, have fun
Have fu-u-un! Oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the…
Have fun in the…
Have fu-u-un!

Chris Stapleton – Minimum Wage Lyrics

Where’d all the money go? Where’d all the money go? Oh, I just don’t know
[Verse 3]
Well, we hit the liquor store around midnight
Ridin’ ’round high with 99
Ridin’ shotgun with a 12-gauge
It ain’t easy, baby
It ain’t easy, baby
Tryin’ to make a living on minimum wage
Tryin’ to make a living on minimum wage
[Chorus]
When you receive it
You can’t conceive it
Can you believe it? Oh, I just don’t know Play this song
[Verse 1]
I was born the country, raised in the town
My daddy was a drunk, never was around
I bide my time and I rattle my cage
And it ain’t easy, baby
It ain’t easy, baby
Tryin’ to make a living on minimum wage
[Verse 2]
[?], quarter to 3
A skinny pole-dancer was laughin’ at me
She said, “Hey man, you can kiss my ass”
It ain’t easy, baby
It ain’t easy, baby
Tryin’ to make a living on minimum wage
[Chorus]
When you receive it
You can’t conceive it
Can you believe it?

Chance the Rapper – Jesus Loves Lyrics

Or give your mother some face to face time. Check your socks for congruence – don’t you know brain matter is fluid? Does he matter? Spilt coffee
Don’t cry over spilled milk don’t cry woman
I looked up and Jesus said don’t cry woman don’t cry woman
OOOOHHHHH
Black lives matter if you open your eyes
Is my death about my wife or my life? These are all questions to ask yourself
Do you wear a white or a black belt? I looked up at your eyes and you smelled of reefer. You can still go back to school Darnell you can still go back to school Darnell
You hit me up on FaceTime – asking for hoes on FaceTime why don’t you man up and face time? These are all questions to ask yourself
This morning I drank coffee. What’s the size of your knowledge
Just fell off my scooter. You wanna know the size of my penis? Do you love your wife? Is he in your life? Do you care if you kid orders a chicken melt? I took you in and showed you Jesus. These are all questions to ask yourself
OHHHHHHHHH
I woke up and I said – Jesus I love you
I don’t care if you’re black and I don’t care if you’re blue
I went to my coworker and he said I can smell you
Do you shower? MAN
Your whack rap and your ad libs are making your mind weak
My wife is a pterodactyl
She spin my dick like axel
No whites v blacks this ain’t no battle
All you youngings get a ride to church like cattle
I’m the saddle and you the horse
I don’t fuck with whores
I do my chores
And of course
I’m on course
I got force
I drink coors
I write cords
You look in the mirror but you don’t see her
It ain’t clear
You don’t have vision
Your superstitions
Like my circumcision
Eat the foreskin bitch
Don’t tell on your mommy bro don’t be snitch
If she is witch you can’t wife
You don’t wanna see her boobs you wanna see her mind
And I don’t mind to see a movie with some whites
But I don’t like it when the whites see me and start some fights
It’s not alright it’s not okay
I don’t care if straight or gay
You know what I’m trying to say
I’m on my way man
Reese’s pieces Jesus piece Rest In Peace
You hold your soul man just go and pee
I watch you hittas like cinemasins
I eat raw chicken like it’s cinnamon sticks
You bish
My penis is real if you wanna see it brother
I wake up in the morning I call my mother
When is the last time you called your mom
You banging girls like rom com
My pubes like Pom Pom
And my dick is circumcised
I’m young sir cum wise
I’m J.Cole and I got old flows my flow is but into a bowl Do you even care if your penis is showing? Play this song
Uh, check your brain matter
Do you care if your wife’s brain splatters? You gave life of pi a 6/10 – would you like it more if there was a white guy named Ben? Do you wear cologne? Why haven’t you seen crazy rich Asians? It’s we love Jesus
You tell me you’re not racist. It’s not I love Jesus. What about Jesus? You asked me if my knees hurt.

Alessia Cara – October Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
The bubble we’re living in
Setting me free again
I don’t know what it is about this
[Chorus]
I’m gonna miss it when it’s over
Yeah, yeah
I hope we never see October
Yeah, yeah
I felt the weight fall off my shoulders
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m gonna miss this when it’s–
I’m gonna miss you when it’s done
[Verse 3]
I can’t feel my hands, you laugh like you do
It happened like that according to you
It’s only a month, but doesn’t feel new somehow
Yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Bubble we’re living in
Setting me free again
I don’t know what it is about this
[Chorus]
I’m gonna miss it when it’s over
Yeah, yeah
I hope we never see October
Yeah, yeah
I felt the weight fall off my shoulders
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m gonna miss this when it’s–
I’m gonna miss–
I’m gonna miss it when it’s over
Yeah, yeah
I hope we never see October
Yeah, yeah
I felt the weight fall off my shoulders
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m gonna miss this when it’s–
I’m gonna miss you when it’s done
[Bridge]
Paint a picture in my brain, encapsulate the fleeting feeling
It ricochets, replace my pain ’til every trace is leaving
The nerve of autumn time days flying by, every sunrise healing me
And we’re okay, we’ll live this way ’til it’s done
[Chorus]
I’m gonna miss this when it’s over
I hope we never see October
I felt the weight fall off my shoulders
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m gonna miss this when it’s–
I’m gonna miss–
I’m gonna miss this when it’s over
Yeah, yeah
I hope we never see October
Yeah, yeah
I felt the weight fall off my shoulders
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m gonna miss this when it’s–
I’m gonna miss you when it’s done
[Outro]
I’m gonna miss you when it’s done Play this song
[Verse 1]
5AM the moon went to sleep
Your friend speaking in tongues in the back seat
Just one little glance, I know what you mean somehow
[Verse 2]
We’re stealing moments, moments away
Why are we just not as good in the day? Is it too soon to know if it’s too soon to say for now?

Wiz Khalifa – I’ll Be Good Lyrics

You thought you fucking had it
Not this time, hahahaha, ahhh
[Outro]
I’ll be good
I’ll be good
I’ll be good
I’ll be good Play this song
[Verse 1]
Less talkin’, more in the bank
Bomb weed rolled now I’m pourin’ the drink
I’on got to go to the store cause I’m laced
It ain’t even come out but you already late
Bad bitch, nice body, cute face
Win the race, I doubt if you niggas place
I ain’t get this far by mistake
What you dream of, I done already made
Need a hit, who you call for the case? Young OG, gotta ball with the greats
‘Nother tour mean larger estates
Always on go, never tried using brakes
I’m advanced, no time for the basics
Gotta take a flight on a regular basis
Bank account full of all blue faces
Nigga, just face it
[Chorus]
I’ll be good
That’s right, we just throw the gang up
Y’all know we don’t fuck with strangers
‘Cause my niggas got drink
And my bitches keep something rolled up so
I’ll be good
That’s right, we just throw the gang up
Y’all know we don’t fuck with strangers
‘Cause my niggas got drink
And my bitches keep something rolled up so
I’ll be-
[Verse 2]
Good at six joints in the morning
Shawty give me head while a nigga still yawning
200K for performing
Do this all the time and it still ain’t get boring
Hear the crowd cheer when I’m scorin’
Smokin’ wit’ Wiz, she ain’t thinkin’ bout her boyfriend
Sent a text, she ignorin’ it
They be knockin’ on the door, got her knees where the floor is
Whip foreign, quit stalling
Don’t be lookin’ at your friend, bitch, join in
I’ma star so we ain’t recording
They up in it, get a bit distorted
Got drink, got jars we could blow
Baby, I’ma boss or don, I suppose
We go shopping in the store when it’s closed
Girl, you already know that
[Chorus]
I’ll be good
That’s right, we just throw the gang up
Y’all know we don’t fuck with strangers
‘Cause my niggas got drink
And my bitches keep something rolled up so
I’ll be good
That’s right, we just throw the gang up
Y’all know we don’t fuck with strangers
‘Cause my niggas got drink
And my bitches keep something rolled up so
I’ll be-
[Interlude]
Hahaha, ah-ha-ha, you fucking punks
You thought you had it didn’t you?

Soulja Boy Tell ’Em – Mean Mug Lyrics

Nigga we gon’ rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don’t give a fuck
I’m in the club, nigga fuck your mean mugs
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
[Verse 2: 50 Cent & Soulja Boy]
When I’m trippin’, I’m twisted, I slap my clip in
When I flip, ho duck down when I start gettin’
I’m iced out, bitch my neck and my ears drippin’
I lost count, all this paper I be gettin’
Any fucking game, nigga pass me the ball
And watch a nigga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws
Money over all, I don’t really give a fuck
Tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up
Lick me up ’til I pop, shawty swallow every drop
From the balls to the top, she must do this shit a lot
She’s a freak, she’s a pro, got that paper, it’s a go
Bring the kush, bring the dro, she might bless you on the low
Man that’s why I picked you off the ground
If you make a fucking sound
Disrespect my fucking crew, bitch, is you a fucking clown? Play this song
[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Soulja! [Verse 1: Soulja Boy, 50 Cent & Both]
My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker
You talk shit, I will kick your door nigga
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon
AK-47 got ’em dialing 911
I pull that trigga, you fuck with my lil nigga
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya
Keep thinking it’s a game, niggas ain’t playin’
Soulja Boy, I’ll bust your brain
A nigga talking all that shit, y’all niggas cannot represent
Fucking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla nigga
Split ya, I deal with ya, knife sticker, ice picker
Run for your life nigga, I won’t tell ya twice
Bitch go run do the dougie, all the gangstas they love me
These hoes they be all on me, they can’t help it, they want me
They want me back
I’m on another level, bitch you heard me say that
S.O.D., I never mentioned you cause you not worthy
Yeah, we royalty, don’t talk to me, bitch you not worthy
[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mean mug, nigga you gon’ mug who? Rob me? Get the fuck back nigga, we up in the club
High as fucked, talk shit and you gon’ get dropped
[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mean mug, nigga you gon’ mug who? What the fuck is you lookin at? Rob me? I will spin that motherfuckin’ barrel at you nigga
Try me, ooh, I want you to try me nigga! Nigga we gon’ rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don’t give a fuck
I’m in the club, nigga fuck your mean mugs
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
[Outro: 50 Cent]
Yeah, misery loves company nigga
I send you to see yo’ dead motherfuckin’ homies
Come right close to you, 187 to most of you
Chop choppin’ out the window
Fuck is the matter with yo’ face nigga?

Smokepurpp – Devil in a tight dress Lyrics

Play this song
[Chorus]
She an angel, but [?] going on her arm
Devil in a tight dress, oh
Told me things that you really don’t mean, no
These Percocets gon’ love me anyways, oh
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
I can’t feel
[Verse]
I told her that I love her but it’s only off the pills
I think that she know that but she in it for the thrill (For the thrill)
I need you to feel me (Heal me)
I need you to heal me
I’m looking for love but I know that shit is torment
I hope you think about me every time it’s stormy
Because I think about you every time I’m pouring
I’m a walking dead man (I’m a walking dead man)
I’m a walking dead man (Dead man)
I tried to stop, but I relapsed on the Xans
I can’t feel without you
I can’t feel without you
[Chorus]
She an angel [?] going on her arm
Devil in a tight dress, oh
Told me things that you really don’t mean, no
These Percocets gon’ love me anyways, oh
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
No, I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills
I can’t feel
[Bridge]
I can’t feel
I can’t feel
I can’t feel without my pills
I can’t feel
[Chorus]
She an angel, but [?] going on her arm
Devil in a tight dress, oh
Told me things that you really don’t mean, no
These Percocets gon’ love me anyways, oh
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
No, I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills
I can’t feel

King Princess – Ain’t Together Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
I know you’re with me
And I’d love to see someone else call you
But all this in between
You think it’s hard for me to tell you’re falling
Oh, we’re falling
[Pre-Chorus]
Being chill
Being chill with you
Oh, it kills
I ain’t chill
At all, at all
[Chorus]
We say “I love you” but we ain’t together
Do you think labels make it taste much better? We ain’t together
[Bridge]
I can’t watch this fall apart
[Chorus]
We say “I love you” but we ain’t together
Do you think labels make it taste much better? Darling do you think that if I talk enough
I will make you wanna be mine? Darling do you think that if I talk enough
I will make you wanna be mine? Darling do you think that if I talk enough
I will make you wanna be mine? ‘Til you don’t say you and I ain’t together
Ain’t together
Ain’t together We ain’t together
[Verse 2]
Cut off all these hoes
Baby you ain’t gotta worry about nothing
Cuz everybody knows
That you and I got that something
[Pre-Chorus]
Being chill
Being chill with you
Oh, it kills
I ain’t chill
At all, at all
[Chorus]
We say “I love you” but we ain’t together
Do you think labels make it taste much better?