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Offset - Legacy ft. Travis Scott & 21 Savage from the New Album Father of Four 4
[Intro: Offset]
808 Mafia!
What they gone' do?
What they gone' do?
What they gone' do?
My wrist on ooh
My wrist on yeah yeah
Southside on the track yeah
[Chorus: Offset]
Put blindsides on my eyes nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the money)
I got some young niggas [?] opps, and they kill for money
You ever felt a zombie, yo body gon' smell like vomit
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
I done went bad, ever since I got cheques I don't run and get mad That's not how I react
But she throwin' it back, I done threw it right back
I spent 40K flat
Don't worry my nigga, get part of the clip so I got it right back
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up I can't hold nothing back, I won't hold you up
I can't fit all my pain in this styro cup
Always talk to myself cause its only us
Always deep in my mind, I don't know who to trust
I been rolling round town feeling woozy, trynna ride on my side I get choosy
[Verse 2: Offset]
Drippin' ain't easy, hoppin' out the 'ghini
All my wishes came true like a genie
All my money comin blue like [?]
See you in a minute, see you in a minute
[?] Rolls which ain't rented
Nigga tried to try me like I was a gimmick, exposed
Now I got a number 1 and they hear me
You heard that? I was trappin and I had to take a bird back
Guns on me, I was going down the wrong path
I'm humble with the money and I don't cry
Beat me at the game, Imma grab it
I stuck out my pants in the cabin
Drippin too clean like a [?]
She was a bean like [?]
So I lap em
Don't give em a formula, I cap em
I'm from the jungle I'm an animal
You bitches ain't shit, they scandalous
Knock his head off like a [?]
[?] bando
Momma tried to cover up and bandage me
I'm the first one, I lead the whole legacy
[Chorus: Offset]
Put blindsides on my eyes nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the money)
I got some young niggas [?] opps, and they kill for money
You ever felt a zombie, yo body gon' smell like vomit
[Verse 3: Offset]
They thought I would fail, I conquer
I swim with the sharks, piranhas
Yo tried to tell, informant
I move like a boss, I'm important
Fuel up the rari, performance
I been Left out the streets like an orphan
[?] but I wanted to forfeit
I got famous and rich, now I'm quiet
[Travis Scott]
By the way, that it's going down, it's been going up I can't hold nothing back, I won't hold you up
I can't fit all my pain in this styro cup
Always talk to myself cause its only us
Always deep in my mind, I don't know who to trust
I been rolling round town with an uzi, [?] get choosy
[Verse 4: 21 Savage]
Them shooters gone slide and it's quiet in hear
I nut on her titties and booty, she gone clean up the residue off her lip
Every nigga cross me on god, imma catch him out
Lost my bruddas to the streets, we slide and gone kill some, then go home and shed a tear
When its time to ride
Catch me in the 6 with a [?]
Nigga took the stand he a micky
Niggas get to tellin when its sticky
Can't believe you niggas trynna diss me
Show you how fast Imma get him
Then I find his body by 3 Mississippi
Richard Mille on me, half a ticket dog
Need to open up a bunny ranch cause I got all the bitches
Why you in the car if you ain't gone shoot?
Them big ass, cheap ass veneers, you need another dentist dog
Been fuckin with set since wayback dog, this shit go way back
Disrespect, we don't play that, you can get shot in your wave cap
You was in the house playin tendo, I was on the block where the J's at
Imma stand on it if you say that
Nigga, pussy
[Outro: Offset]
Put blindsides on my eyes nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the money)
I got some young niggas [?] opps, and they kill for money
You ever felt a zombie, yo body gon' smell like vomit
They thought I would fail, I conquer
I swim with the sharks, piranhas
Yo tried to tell, informant
I move like a boss, I'm important
Fuel up the rari, performance
I been Left out the streets like an orphan
[?] but I wanted to forfeit
I got famous and rich, now I'm quiet
#offset #legacy #travisscott #21savage
Offset - Legacy ft. Travis Scott & 21 Savage from the New Album Father of Four 4
[Intro: Offset]
808 Mafia!
What they gone' do?
What they gone' do?
What they gone' do?
My wrist on ooh
My wrist on yeah yeah
Southside on the track yeah
[Chorus: Offset]
Put blindsides on my eyes nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the money)
I got some young niggas [?] opps, and they kill for money
You ever felt a zombie, yo body gon' smell like vomit
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
I done went bad, ever since I got cheques I don't run and get mad That's not how I react
But she throwin' it back, I done threw it right back
I spent 40K flat
Don't worry my nigga, get part of the clip so I got it right back
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up I can't hold nothing back, I won't hold you up
I can't fit all my pain in this styro cup
Always talk to myself cause its only us
Always deep in my mind, I don't know who to trust
I been rolling round town feeling woozy, trynna ride on my side I get choosy
[Verse 2: Offset]
Drippin' ain't easy, hoppin' out the 'ghini
All my wishes came true like a genie
All my money comin blue like [?]
See you in a minute, see you in a minute
[?] Rolls which ain't rented
Nigga tried to try me like I was a gimmick, exposed
Now I got a number 1 and they hear me
You heard that? I was trappin and I had to take a bird back
Guns on me, I was going down the wrong path
I'm humble with the money and I don't cry
Beat me at the game, Imma grab it
I stuck out my pants in the cabin
Drippin too clean like a [?]
She was a bean like [?]
So I lap em
Don't give em a formula, I cap em
I'm from the jungle I'm an animal
You bitches ain't shit, they scandalous
Knock his head off like a [?]
[?] bando
Momma tried to cover up and bandage me
I'm the first one, I lead the whole legacy
[Chorus: Offset]
Put blindsides on my eyes nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the money)
I got some young niggas [?] opps, and they kill for money
You ever felt a zombie, yo body gon' smell like vomit
[Verse 3: Offset]
They thought I would fail, I conquer
I swim with the sharks, piranhas
Yo tried to tell, informant
I move like a boss, I'm important
Fuel up the rari, performance
I been Left out the streets like an orphan
[?] but I wanted to forfeit
I got famous and rich, now I'm quiet
[Travis Scott]
By the way, that it's going down, it's been going up I can't hold nothing back, I won't hold you up
I can't fit all my pain in this styro cup
Always talk to myself cause its only us
Always deep in my mind, I don't know who to trust
I been rolling round town with an uzi, [?] get choosy
[Verse 4: 21 Savage]
Them shooters gone slide and it's quiet in hear
I nut on her titties and booty, she gone clean up the residue off her lip
Every nigga cross me on god, imma catch him out
Lost my bruddas to the streets, we slide and gone kill some, then go home and shed a tear
When its time to ride
Catch me in the 6 with a [?]
Nigga took the stand he a micky
Niggas get to tellin when its sticky
Can't believe you niggas trynna diss me
Show you how fast Imma get him
Then I find his body by 3 Mississippi
Richard Mille on me, half a ticket dog
Need to open up a bunny ranch cause I got all the bitches
Why you in the car if you ain't gone shoot?
Them big ass, cheap ass veneers, you need another dentist dog
Been fuckin with set since wayback dog, this shit go way back
Disrespect, we don't play that, you can get shot in your wave cap
You was in the house playin tendo, I was on the block where the J's at
Imma stand on it if you say that
Nigga, pussy
[Outro: Offset]
Put blindsides on my eyes nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the money)
I got some young niggas [?] opps, and they kill for money
You ever felt a zombie, yo body gon' smell like vomit
They thought I would fail, I conquer
I swim with the sharks, piranhas
Yo tried to tell, informant
I move like a boss, I'm important
Fuel up the rari, performance
I been Left out the streets like an orphan
[?] but I wanted to forfeit
I got famous and rich, now I'm quiet
#offset #legacy #travisscott #21savage

![6IX9INE - KIKA ft. Tory Lanez (Lyric Video)
6IX9INE - KIKA ft. Tory Lanez (Lyric Video) BEAUZ Remix
Lyrics
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit
Lookin for a bitty on that thot shit
Y’all aint gettin money, nigga, stop this
I been ’round the globe talkin hot shit
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit
Lookin for a bitty on that thot shit
Yall aint gettin money, nigga, stop this
I been round the globe talkin hot shit
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
I do my own shit, I don’t need 50 niggas to roll with
Folk shit, I’m on my doley, Im on my boss shit
I do my own shit, fuck all them niggas I used to roll with
I know you used to see me with niggas, but that’s that old shit
Real nigga, quick to pull a fucking trigger
Fed niggas definition of a real nigga
Fuck nigga, quick to fuckin hate, nigga
Bitch nigga, definition of a bitch nigga
Now wildin, ready for all the violence
I don’t need a nigga jacking that he riding
I got this four fifth, this shit all up on my hip
I blow that shit, now you where Bobby Shmurdas hat went!
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit
Lookin for a bitty on that thot shit
Yall aint gettin money, nigga, stop this
I been round the globe talkin hot shit
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it
[Verse 2: 6ix9ine]
Kick her out, Im gettin money now, actin funny now
Thought she love me, but she only tryna fuck me for the clout
Saw the Patek all bust down, charter run down
Bitch hit me on a touchdown, but I curved it
They be beggin me to keep the bitch, but I dont need the bitch
Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I cant see the bitch
In the DM sendin naked pics, Uber that bitch
But I send her in the pool even though Im rich as shit
[Outro: Tory Lanez]
Its fuckin Tr—
Oh wait, I forgot you cant say that shit
You can go start with everything else that start with a T, though
Its fuckin Trojan
Its fuckin Target
Its fuckin—
Hahahaha
#6ix9ine #kika #torylanez #lyrics 6IX9INE - KIKA ft. Tory Lanez (Lyric Video)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ouq0GXkKSSA/mqdefault.jpg)
![Travis Scott - Sicko Mode (Lyrics) ft. Drake & Swae Lee
Travis Scott from his new Album Astroworld - Sicko Mode Lyric Video featuring Drake, Swae Lee
Dowload & Stream Astroworld: http://smarturl.it/ASTROWORLD
Travis Scott online:
https://twitter.com/trvisXX
https://www.instagram.com/travisscott/
https://soundcloud.com/travisscott-2
https://travisscott.com/
Lyrics:
[Part I]
[Intro: Drake]
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin cold
Thats how we already know winters here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
Thats just all he know, he dont know
Nothin else
I tried to show em, yeah
I tried to show em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
[Part II]
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot
(gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now its 4 AM and Im back up poppin with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin fruits
And they chokin, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
[Bridge: Juicy J, Swae Lee & Travis Scott]
Some-some-some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P-p-playin for keeps, dont play us for weak (someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P-p-playin for keeps, dont play us for weak (yeah)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Swae Lee]
This shit way too formal, yall know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls aint got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the booch
Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her hop in, you comin too
In the 305, bitches treat me like Im Uncle Luke
(dont stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, its just a roof, uh
She said, where we goin? I said the moon
We aint even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, its just the pool
Now I got her open, its just the Goose
Who put this shit together? Im the glue (someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
[Bridge: Juicy J & Swae Lee]
Someone said
P-playin for keeps
Someone said motherf- what someone said
Dont play us for weak
[Part III]
[Intro: Drake & Travis Scott]
Yeah
Astro
Yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ay, ay
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Shes in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to buss it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
[Verse 3: Drake & Travis Scott]
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (down the block), made a right (yeah, right)
Cut the lights (yeah, what?), paid the price (yeah)
Niggas think its sweet (nah, nah), its on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
Thats what I like (yeah), thats what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like Im Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like Im Book (ayy)
Wet like Im Lizzie, I be spending Folies
Circle blocks til Im dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
Im tryna clean em (yeah)
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
Shes in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hand (woo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours til I land
Had me out like a light, like a light
Like a light, like a light
Like a light (yeah), like a light
Like a light
[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Yeah, pass the dawgs in celly
Sendin texts aint sendin kites, yeah
He said keep that on lock
I said you know this shit, it’s life”, yeah
Its absolute, yeah (yeah), Im back reboot (its lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin off, no parachute, yeah
Shorty in the back
She said she workin on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Aint by the book, yeah
This how it look, yeah
Bout a check, yeah (check)
Just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, Ima show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah
[Outro: Travis Scott]
Ye-ah Travis Scott - Sicko Mode (Lyrics) ft. Drake & Swae Lee](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/pMdgAuyYZRo/mqdefault.jpg)

![J. Cole - Middle Child (Lyrics)
J. Cole - Middle Child (Lyrics)
Lyrics
[Refrain]
Niggas been countin me out
I’m countin my bullets, Im loadin’ my clips
Im writin down names, Im makin a list
Im checkin it twice and Im gettin’ ’em hit
The real ones been dyin, the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance, I’m back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
But thats how I like it, you all on my dick
[Verse 1]
Im all in my bag, this hard as it get
I do not snort powder, I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt, but Im liable to trip
I ain’t poppin no pill, but you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends, I love em to death
I got a few mil but not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What good is first class if my niggas cant sit?
Thats my next mission, thats why I cant quit
Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was prayin Id diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I never beef with a nigga for nothin
If I smoke a rapper, its gon be legit
It wont be for clout, it wont be for fame
It wont be cause my shit aint sellin the same
It wont be to sell you my latest lil sneakers
It wont be cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows, its destined to change
I love you lil niggas, Im glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money wont erase the pain
To the OGs, Im thankin you now
Was watchin you when you was pavin the ground
I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style
I studied the greats, Im the greatest right now
Fuck if you feel me, you aint got a choice
Cause I aint do no promo, still made all that noise
This shit gon be different, I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
[Refrain]
Niggas been countin me out
Im countin my bullets, Im loadin my clips
Im writin down names, Im makin a list
Im checkin it twice and Im gettin em hit
The real ones been dyin, the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance, Im back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
But thats how I like it, you all on my dick
[Chorus]
I just poured somethin in my cup
Ive been wantin somethin I can feel
Promise I am never lettin up
Money in your palm dont make you rich
Foot is on their neck, I got em stuck
Ima give em somethin they can feel
If it aint bout the squad, dont give a fuck
Pistol in your hand dont make you real
[Verse 2]
Im dead in the middle of two generations
Im little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
Im bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young niggas from Ville
Straight out the projects, no fakin, just honest
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
Too many niggas in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters, the babies as well
We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well
Distorted self image, we set up to fail
Ima make sure that the real gon prevail, nigga
[Chorus]
I just poured somethin in my cup
Ive been wantin somethin I can feel
Promise I am never lettin up
Money in your palm dont make you rich
Foot is on their neck, I got em stuck
Ima give em somethin they can feel
If it aint bout the squad, dont give a fuck
Pistol in your hand dont make you real
[Outro]
Money in your palm dont make you rich
Pistol in your hand dont make you real
Money in your palm dont make you rich
#jcole #middlechild #lyrics J. Cole - Middle Child (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/r9USbLrv7B4/mqdefault.jpg)
![Kodak Black - MoshPit ft. Juice Wrld (Lyrics)
Kodak Black - MoshPit ft. Juice Wrld (Lyrics)
Lyrics
[Intro: Kodak Black]
Im stompin
Lets start a moshpit
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit
Yeah
[Chorus: Kodack Black & Juice WRLD]
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits Im eating codfish in here (Uh-huh)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (yeah)
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit (fuck a protest)
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits Im eating conte fish in here (eating conte fish in here)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (skeert)
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit (start a moshpit)
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Out of space hot like a martian in here
Doing donuts in the lot aint no parking in here
We about that action aint no talking in here
Shorty twerking on the walls, Peter Parker in here
Haters in the rear view, X on my phone
We too loud I cant hear you
His blood turn his coat red, I will Paul Revere you
Imma ball til I fall, I will Cavalier you
Space Jam jumping they asking who let the monsters in here
Im with killers Im with jeffrey dahmers in here
I hang with animals, lil brody brought the llama in here
Money old, old enough to fuck your mama in here, oh yeah
[Chorus: Kodack Black & Juice WRLD]
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits Im eating codfish in here (Uh-huh)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (yeah)
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit (fuck a protest)
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits Im eating conte fish in here (eating conte fish in here)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (skeert)
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit (start a moshpit)
[Verse 2: Kodack Black]
Fuck a protest lets start a fight in here
I just stepped up in the party all my snipers here
I be rocking Tom Ford popping Molly though
Now Im eating calamari no more sloppy joe
[?]
Imma start a moshpit in the Staples Center
All you niggas bitter, its alright though
Codeine in my liver, Im sipping hydro
Im blowing nitro, smoking jetpack
Hating on the street, nigga cant respect that
I wanna jump out in the crowd, but I be scared to do it
Cause if they pull on me the wrong way Imma go to shooting
[Chorus: Kodack Black]
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here
No oatmeal and grits Im eating codfish in here
New space coupe feel like a martian in here
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here
No oatmeal and grits Im eating conte fish in here
New space coupe feel like a martian in here
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit
#kodakblack #juicewrld #moshpit #lyrics #rap Kodak Black - MoshPit ft. Juice Wrld (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/sb1fg-ey09o/mqdefault.jpg)


![Zayn, Nicki Minaj - No Candle No Light (Lyrics)
Zayn, Nicki Minaj - No Candle No Light (Lyrics)
[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Young Money!
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj & ZAYN]
Hand on your hand, chest on your chest
Tangled in bed but Im feeling you less
You know my love aint free, why do you make believe?
Why do you sell me dreams? SMS in the morning like
We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it
The fire, the fire aint no longer blazing
[Pre-Chorus: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
I-I-I woke up on the wrong side of ya
You-ou-ou dont even know that I left, do ya?
Cant handle my love, cant handle your lies
Your friendzone to my love, quit burning all of my time
I-I-I woke up on the wrong side of ya
[Chorus: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
No candle, no light for you
No candle, no light for you
No candle, no light for you
[Verse 2: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
I cant do it, no, baby, I cant do it
I only end up losing, who are we really fooling?
Its agree to disagree, some things aint meant to be
But I wanted you and me, SMS in the morning like
We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it
The fire, the fire aint no longer blazing
[Pre-Chorus: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
I-I-I woke up on the wrong side of ya
You-ou-ou dont even know that I left, do ya?
Cant handle my love, cant handle your lies
Your friendzone to my love, quit burning all of my time
I-I-I woke up on the wrong side of ya
[Chorus: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
No candle, no light for you
No candle, no light for you
No candle, no light for you
[Bridge: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it
The fire, the fire aint no longer blazing
[Chorus: ZAYN & Nicki Minaj]
No candle, no light for you
No candle, no light for you
No candle, no light for you
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Switch up the lane, switch up the lane
Watch all ya gyal just switch up our lane
This one is yeah, is a Nicki and ZAYN (ZAYN, ZAYN)
#zayn #nickiminaj #nocandlenolight #lyrics Zayn, Nicki Minaj - No Candle No Light (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/wQTvwh24bzU/mqdefault.jpg)

