J. Cole - Rich Niggaz (Prod. by J. Cole) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2026-09-21 | J. Cole - Rich Niggaz (Prod. by J. Cole) with Lyrics!
Wiz Khalifa - KK (Ft. Project Pat & Juicy J) (Prod. By Jim Jonsin) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2014-07-07 | [Intro: Wiz Khalifa]Is this the top?I got my own weed, sucker, so I ain't gotta hit yoursI'm talking straight indoCali weed blowing like a RastamanKush seed straight from AfghanistanShooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bowSmoke a pier strong every day, I'm[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKI need it all the time, don't know what else to sayIt's always on my mind, that's why every dayI'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]Put it in a joint, not a bluntDon't disrespect mine, playerThis not the two, this the oneDon't even need a scaleBack in high school I used to be the weedmanQuarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, manEleventh grade, made my way up to a P, manAnd sent it back if I ever seen a seed, manAnd you don't even gotta askYou know it by the smellI treat every day like it's a paydayTop down, counting up the cake and[Hook]Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKI need it all the time, don't know what else to sayIt's always on my mind, that's why every dayI'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK[Verse 2: Juicy J]I got KK in my pipe, pockets fat like Kelly PriceIf you wanna take a hit you can't be afraid of heightsYou gon' need some new lungs, rolling up a blunter for 'emWhile I'm smoking out the bong getting sucked like a thumbBoy I'm in a daze, tangerine hazeI smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy JBomb banging lemonade, weed get the lemon tasteNever hit the bong, let me demonstrate[Verse 3: Project Pat]Go and roll it, chief and choking, marijuana, reefer smokingTrap the semi sum under regiCall the doctor, call the clinic, bullshit we staying withYour life ain't worth a motherfucking quota, what you paying with?Khalifa kush a hundred pounds, that's a half a milMemphis streets so eat this like a baby, like EnfamilLungs full of KK, have your mind on a runwayBlow my high, motherfucker, I'mma shoot up like an AK[Verse 4: Juicy J]My white house higher than Willie Nelson, on dabs the wax is meltingThese clouds are smoking, help me, I'm flying like Elroy JetsonI might bring a dispensary down in TennesseeHoes that grandaddy, but he ain't no kin to me (I'm staying with the greens light color)[Hook]Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKI need it all the time, don't know what else to sayIt's always on my mind, that's why every dayI'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KKBlowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK[Outro: Juicy J]Blowing Khalifa kush [x4]
Lungz - 20/20 (Ft. Logic) (Prod. By Cam Of J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2014-07-07 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559(Verse 1: Lungz)I am legend, legendary positionVision blurry behind the wheel of my drugs' prescriptionsGot no love for these bitchesGot no love for these niggasThey don't fit the descriptionThey distorting my frictionMy addiction is moneyUndeniable habitI'm still writing my story laid out with something SpanishShe fucked me like a demon got her speaking in tonguesWe on the roof overlooking the city I'm fromAll the places I've been many places I've hungSame shit that I spitSame shit that I slungThis is more than just life they ain't doing it rightI'm just writing my wrongs 20/20 in sight(Hook: Lungz)I got that 20/20 vision I can see the money clearerI was wrong was before now I'm rightWatch me bang and fuck the pictureIt's just me and all my niggas and my bitchesMy nigga it's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the life(Verse 2: Logic)Drop top with a couple bad bitches in the back of the 'Lac you know the dealLet me get it up RattPack how we live it up little bit of Hennessy up in the cupAll up in the cut, Motherfucker whatMaryland what I be rapping the moment I step inI'm killing this shitKilling and killing this shitFast cars bad hoes fuck that I got mad showsI guess this is the life that God choseFinally high but I been low I got vision boy that's 20/20 getting paid but man fuck the moneyIt's that real recognize real tell me how you feelThey say they gotta lot of money but they never seen a millGrip the steel but they never kill all they do is grillI just keep posting up with my homies manWe got different blood but you know we fam.Living my life till the fullest by keeping it realYeah you know I am(Hook: Lungz)I got that 20/20 vision I can see the money clearerI was wrong was before now I'm rightWatch me bang and fuck the pictureIt's just me and all my niggas and my bitchesMy nigga it's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the life(Verse 3: Lungz)One time for my niggas in the cold night (go right) ???North side and you know where I'm from rightLike you ain't never really know rightNiggas shy till I put 'em in a low ride (light) ???Might have to ride around in your side of townWith my music up If wake your neighborsAnd they start complaining I don't give a fuckGot 20/20 no specs onRear view nigga get lostBlue print now I gotta planFuck a Traffic jam I just drive thru itFuck the bullshit I learn to slide through it.. with logic you don't want a problemFuck the progress they just digest be silent no violenceBig dollars I digest you put a topic no subjectLess was more, more was less big picture more successVision blurred I'm focus you hopeless and you know thisI'mma keep rhyming till I'm homeless I'm chosen and you know this(Hook: Lungz)I got that 20/20 vision I can see the money clearerI was wrong was before now I'm rightWatch me bang and fuck the pictureIt's just me and all my niggas and my bitchesMy nigga it's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the lifeIt's the life
Travi$ Scott - Dont Play (Ft. Big Sean & The 1975) (Prod. By Vinylz & Kanye West) w/ Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2014-07-07 | Follow Me On Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559[Intro: The 1975]Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blownHas he got enough money to spend?Leave? No. He's to and fro, he doesn't like it when the girls goHas he got enough money to spend?[Hook: Travi$ Scott x4]I ain't playing with these niggasI ain't playing with, I ain't playing with these niggas[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]Know I need my dollarsKnow a nigga need my commasShe was down when I dropped out of collegeDown, she was down when I rode ImpalasPlayed with her pussy in the jeepYeah, she was down with the foreplay drivin'Jumped in the car when she hit my digitsDon't want nothin', just to pull up at the projectsEasy to me my niggaBuild it with a seam, youngin always seen with a killerHand stitched by my dealerDealing with a seam you ain't seen, what you mean Margiela?She even got the 'scripts for the coughIn the H gotta hit Johnny for the frost, swerved offIt ain't been a minute seen they seen a weird niggaFrom the corner put it on for the southOn my momma, know a nigga be cursingGo nigga, go nigga grab my bottles, go nigga, go nigga grab my ChronicKeep ya head head up in the air my niggaNiggas know gon be billionaires my niggaFuck how much time that shit might takeNiggas ain't playin' with em![Hook x4]I ain't playing with these niggasI ain't playing with, I ain't playing with these niggas[Verse 2: Big Sean]B.I.G. Sean Don, my Aura GoldBitch don't you play me, don't you try meI need the exact amountLook at my face ho, eye to eye meI'm a boss Make sure you and your homies dress up, tie attireWhen you see me ho, or I'll take that white tee and tie-dye dye itI mean, god damn nigga!You forgot where I came from? I'm from where you ain't fromWhere you can't come, where it ain't noneWhere these bitches is bitches and they ain't nunsWhere they hate fromBut as soon as you blow they act like they been down since day oneWhere there's fucking tank gunsNigga's never join the Army, like it ain't oneIf I ain't got it then I'm huntin', I'm either countin' or I'm cummin'Swear I just done bought that mansion, treat that shit like it's a dungeonUp at 5AM still workin', but I treat it like it's 1I'm never actin' like I got itBitch I'm actin' like I want it on these niggas![Hook x4]I ain't playing with these niggasI ain't playing with, I ain't playing with these niggas
Natti - Another Galaxy (Prod. By Kno) with lyrics! Unfortunate One 2014-06-05 | Dope Shit! Gotta listen to this type of music more!Follow me on twitter & IG! @DoubleG559[Verse 1]I'm lifted drifting in clouds I createdIn a world full of sadiddy I'm sedatedFadedBut not barbershop relatedMore like a jumpshot leaned back and made itKushSoaring through the sky so highGravity no longer appliesIn search of the truth while the world spins on liesRevised televised tell me lies tell me liesLife is a gamble mark the cards load the diceBackstabbers find the best spines to bury knivesMay they die the true death addicted to every viceSee the barrel and catch every bullet like Jerry RiceI feel like Simon Phoenix unthawed and we all niceRappin' soft as hospital cotton is alright alrightDressed like Brian McKnight in all white pants tightUntil they West Side Story and prance light, dance fightDamn it this is not my planetAt least I hope not cause I really can't stand itAnd if it is so be it Imma I speak it how I see itLet that be the dirty acres flag pledge allegianceFeel me[Hook][Verse 2]We lifted drifting in clouds we createdIn a world full of sadiddy we sedatedFadedBut not barbershop relatedMore like a jumpshot leaned back we made itFreeFree as the bird I'm flippin' the earthFeed 'em sour d by the Oscar flippin' the earthRun in the blunt catchin' the rapture rippin' the earthShotgunnin' a dime with an extra clip in her purseThe type of chick to suggest that you sit and build with her firstGrew up singing in church but dreamed of being a nurseSayin this that and the first about which rappers she twerkedThen she blah blah blah I blasted off to the starsI'm huffin' dro out these jarsMy mind travelin' throughout barsI blazed so far to the future my kids were in flying carsI'm set on invading Venus you keep the penis on marsA few medicinal additions and a box of Cuban cigarsAll I need to escape is some Kryptonite and a capeA Samsonite and some tape for some high shit that I'm buildingWhile I'm staring lost at the ceiling, and the paint on the walls is peelin'Hear the tires on the block squealing and back to earth with the billions and I(Hook)
Big K.R.I.T. - Multi Til The Sun Die [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/09priprqccp5Official Video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4kly-bxCBZg&list=UU61khOBd1iDJKYBMrV1qWQg[Hook]Multi, MultiTil the motherfuckin' sun dieTil the motherfuckin' sun dieOne time for Multi, MultiTil the motherfuckin' sun dieTil the motherfuckin' sun dieOne time for Multi[Verse 1]I did it for the people that believe in meNever shine on my family cause that could breed envyFriends up and turned foes and I done seen plentyCause loyalty is all we had and I believed in itI can't deny thatMost don't survive rapCause being poor wasn't easy and we survived thatToo many times I left home and had to drive backCause deals fell through instead of beats, they'd rather buy a sackMulti since 86A lot of motherfuckers out there hated thisTo see a king from the bottomOf country bumpkin from nothingGood Lord you know I got it rightSo put your lighters in the air for meIf I'm down I pray you care for meThis for them fans everywhere for meThank God that they were there for me[Hook]Multi, MultiTil the motherfuckin' sun dieTil the motherfuckin' sun dieOne time for Multi, MultiTil the motherfuckin' sun dieTil the motherfuckin' sun dieOne time for Multi[Verse 2]Ain't no secret I'd ride for itIf need be, I'll die for itMy plane could crash and burn but I'd fly for itFight the power raise my fist in the sky for itI put my brothers on, divide the pie for itThen get it popping like the 4th of July for itYou can't low ball, I want the high high for itMy Grandma died knowing that I tried for itMany nights alone, yeah I cry for itSeventeen, hit the road made a drive for itPeddle CD's out the trunk break my pride for itApply for a job just to get denied for itSo many tries to sign but I decide for itOn the stage of life Titans still collide for itLast song, breath gone, stage dive for itSay goodbye, close my eyes for it[Hook]Multi, MultiTil the motherfuckin' sun dieTil the motherfuckin' sun dieOne time for Multi, MultiTil the motherfuckin' sun dieTil the motherfuckin' sun dieOne time for Multi[Outro]Be just and justify your actionsBreathe deep and walk up rightLead and never followLove the people, be of the peopleHumble yourself and prayHistory remembers Kings
Big K.R.I.T. - Bigger Picture [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/0es17hu726ev[Intro]I'll paint all the world for you babyI'll paint all the world for you(I'll paint all the world for you)I'll paint all the world for you baby(I'll paint all the world for you)[Hook]YeahI wish you saw the bigger pictureI wish you saw the bigger pictureIf I make it I'll come back to get youClear as day but you don't see the visionI wish you saw the bigger pictureWhat we got deserves some patienceCause this ain't no finger paintingI wish you saw the bigger pictureBeautiful and modern all the sameBut what's a photo if it's out of frameI wish you saw the bigger picture(I'll paint all the world for you)I pray you see the bigger picture[Verse 1]I call your phone,You don't pick up, you text meToo late to come back you say my art ain't even half the way it used to lookThe colors that I chose to compose my last masterpiece wasn't worth the cover of a bookI listen as you rant on about Rembrandts and Van GoghsThat I used to show you was so pure at heartNow all the pictures that I draw lately perfect my need to be basic and all the shading tears your world apartPollock I promise you say it's scribble and scratchI know you don't mean it cause on your wall's where it satIt's not my best I agree but I did what I couldWith these sticks and these stones to get us out of the woodsI find my rhythm and and my stroke then you fall in love with my art like you did beforeOn that note I let go and tend to my canvas to paint a mural of usI hope that you understand the bigger picture[Hook]YeahI wish you saw the bigger pictureI wish you saw the bigger pictureIf I make it I'll come back to get youClear as day but you don't see the visionI wish you saw the bigger pictureWhat we got deserves some patienceCause this ain't no finger paintingI wish you saw the bigger pictureBeautiful and modern all the sameBut what's a photo if it's out of frameI wish you saw the bigger picture(I'll paint all the world for you)I pray you see the bigger picture[Verse 2]Back to my rootsChannel my youthYou love the color of yellow but I'm working with blueLike what's the use of doing art if I ain't breaking the rulesMy graffiti wasn't Banksy but you thought it was coolIt used to be fun to watch me do what it doBut when the paint started drying I stopped running to youI started walking away cause I could paint any dayOne line from being completeI'm sorry I made you wait to get a crown and some spaceI thought you'd be a great painterCause you could see the good in me in all the anglesA radiant child we could've hadAnd those clowns in your past you paint, just make you laughAll because, that self portrait that I put on display should've been of usI left you out and I was wrong,I promise I'll start over if you come back home[Hook]YeahI wish you saw the bigger pictureI wish you saw the bigger pictureIf I make it I'll come back to get youClear as day but you don't see the visionI wish you saw the bigger pictureWhat we got deserves some patienceCause this ain't no finger paintingI wish you saw the bigger pictureBeautiful and modern all the sameBut what's a photo if it's out of frameI wish you saw the bigger picture(I'll paint all the world for you)I pray you see the bigger picture[Bridge x2]I'll paint the sky blueI'll paint the grass greenI'll paint the roses redAnd everything in between[Hook]YeahI wish you saw the bigger pictureI wish you saw the bigger pictureIf I make it I'll come back to get youClear as day but you don't see the visionI wish you saw the bigger pictureWhat we got deserves some patienceCause this ain't no finger paintingI wish you saw the bigger pictureBeautiful and modern all the sameBut what's a photo if it's out of frameI wish you saw the bigger picture(I'll paint all the world for you)I pray you see the bigger picture
Big K.R.I.T. - WTF [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/8cwchiylugzq[Intro]YeahI wrote a poem the other dayThe punch line is 'What the fuck we gon' do now?'Cause you gotta ask yourselfThat it's always a situation you get yourself in you'll be like damn,What the fuck I'm gon' do now?[Verse 1]When the world turns upside down on my headAnd I can't sleep no longer, eat no longer unless it's a full course mealI'm tired of boiling water, that cook noodles that cost a quarterWhat about steak and veal, I'd like to pay all my billsNone the Lord, but struggle I feelMy heart's too cold to warm your soulMy eyes are too cold to see your goals when I can barely see mineSome are saying I'm blind to the fact whenReally I'm just blind by all these LED lights on your BenzThat make me feel less of a provider cause I can't splurge when I spendIt ain't world wide when I trend, shopping for hand me downsSecond nature tags for those pants we foundAt the flee market, checking for a plea bargain on this shirtPerhaps you got some work,I ain't talking about nine to five,More like soaking drive, baking soda powder piesI can beg up anything you fry,If you got a ticky I can sell anything you buyNo harm done my brother, perhaps if I sell to youAnd you sell to them then,We never sell to one another,Preach on if you must, two things to rememberDon't tell on me and don't use your own productCause that will surely thrust you into the abyssLonging for things you miss, stuck in the 1980'sTalking about you Prince, ain't nothing appealing about laying in your pissAnd walking in shitCome up off your hustle, we can ride clean if we sell doubleThen them laws coming we fall victim,To the stereotypical big rims fly niggas on the wrong side of town,Blowing live, double cup, both windows down,That's when I look at you and you look at me,And we ask ourselves, what the fuck we gonna do now?[Hook]What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do? What the fuck we gonna do?What the fuck we gonna do now? What the fuck we gonna do?What the fuck we gonna do? What the fuck we gonna do?What the fuck we gonna do now? What the fuck we gonna do now?[Verse 2]I scoped her from a mile awayMore enticed by her hips, I should sayI didn't see her face until I was front and centerSpitting that kind of game that was fundamentalYeah I'm baller as suchAfter she removed her clutch from the seat it occupiedThat checker board pattern had once again monopolized,That the Louie, her taste was one of those labelsAnd her story was one of her fables that I heard as a young child,That everything that glitters ain't gold,And some tigers are better left wild,But that never stop me, and her ring won't stop her,As we sip more alcoholic beverages on the roof tops of seductionHer peanut butter skin blushing with lustful huesTo the bathroom she was again asked to be excusedI think she abuses the substance,But who am I to judge her want to lose her inhibitionsThen wipe away her past to free fall into existence,I know that feeling so we quarter the night away as two lonely strangersIntertwine and entertainment in the spiral of cat and mouse,I'm ready when you are to hit the room,To be consumed in your sunshine,Let's pretend this ain't the first timeLet's pretend I am your man,Let's pretend we both clean and we know itPerhaps I don't do this often,Perhaps you ain't out here ho'in,Maybe this was meant to be,Maybe you're the very woman God sent for me,In the morning surely I doubt it,More regret the fact I planted my seed in your green house and it sproutedMy mind was too cloudy to comprehend your decisionTwo months later your stomach will grow from my adulterous convictionYour husband will surely put 2 and 2 togetherThat one night when you didn't come home it last foreverAnd we can never let this down, your phone call was so profoundCause he kicked you out and your pregnant, so?[Hook]What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do now?What the fuck we gonna do? What the fuck we gonna do?What the fuck we gonna do now? What the fuck we gonna do?What the fuck we gonna do? What the fuck we gonna do?What the fuck we gonna do now? What the fuck we gonna do now?
Big K.R.I.T. - Life Is A Gamble (Ft. BJ The Chicago Kid) [Prod. By 9th Wonder] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/dagwxcz4qcvd[Intro]Life is a gamble, oh babyWhere you win or loseLife is a gamble[Hook: BJ the Chicago Kid]They say life (is a gamble)So be careful when you shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emShake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emThey say life (is a gamble)So be careful when you shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emShake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em[Verse 1: Big KRIT]I roll the dice one time for my folks that died offRep the side they believe in but they side lostLet me toss a seven for the ones won't see tomorrowCash those chips in for some time we don't need to ballGunshots ran out, everybody hang outYellow tape party, all over we sang outI don't like this feeling, ain't nothing that appealingBout reminiscing, over you, my GodI couldn't cry cause your mama couldn't stop cryingAnd that's hard, lord I wish my folks would stopped dyingBut who am I to say it wasn't your time to black out?You betted all on a spot I guess you crapped outFor the finer things, indeed we chaseWe told your patience it was funny, how the thing we love, can make us hate ourselvesRussian roulette table, I gotta bet saferYou gotta know when to fold your cardsWhen you ain't able to reach into that dash when thatJackal up and flashed that, brass likeGive me all you got or that's your assThat's all that it would took, the house got me shookCause ain't no point spread, but god doing books[Hook]They say life (is a gamble)So be careful when you shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emShake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emThey say life (is a gamble)So be careful when you shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emShake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em[Verse 2: Big KRIT]Life is a gamble feel like I'm rambling sometimesLike what the fuck I'm sposed to say in this rhymeI shed tears and they won't come backI said the word and they won't run backMy slot machine was broken this timeAin't no tokens, I can't redeem to preserve the focus of mineSo many died and I'm scared it's just a matter of timeFor I'm lifted myself, six people I knowAin't been in church in a while, I heard I reap what I sowCasket close, Caddy doors, can't commemorateThis tracks my gurney, my verse can be the ventilatorSo I breathe, cause Loathing in Las Vegas wasn't meant for meToo scared I'll stay too long and forget where I'm really meant to beHeaven maybe, heaven lately, but all these lights are captivatingI had to play it, for the sake of me and mineLord, I pray I hit it big this time[Hook]They say life (is a gamble)So be careful when you shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emShake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emThey say life (is a gamble)So be careful when you shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake emShake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em
Big K.R.I.T. - Banana Clip Theory [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/zexx5pdzlr5w[Hook]I can't believe I took it this far, this timeI told myself, I should be smart and not blindBang, bang, bang, down we went todayLord, I think there's something wrongBang, bang, bang, another bullet went astrayAnother soul dead and gone[Verse 1]I heard a gun the other dayIt spoke to me and told me powerWas the only thing that we could loseSo don't be afraid to let it showerOn them, if they ever run up at my doorIt came with a red dot, for sure shot, and a silencer on the lowI had to stop and pause and think about itWhile it gave me its resumeTold me no better way to protect myselfIn this world we live inCause they killing up women and childrenAin't nothing like having one on handCause if you draw down first you'll be the manThen you'll pop your trunk and demandThat respect, if they neglect, in the clubWhen they touched my queen they didn't know what we had was loveAnd it'll never be the same cause you'll throw it in my face just becauseSo I'll pop my trunk once againFor her heart I'll defendAnd I'll let it rain on them, The Banana clip theory[Hook]I can't believe I took it this far, this timeI told myself, I should be smart and not blindBang, bang, bang, down we went todayLord, I think there's something wrongBang, bang, bang, another bullet went astrayAnother soul dead and gone[Verse 2]I heard he just killed a man, I think he was a father, I know he was a brotherBecause his sis said that, they gon' retaliate tomorrowThe doors still revolvin; gun shopYou looking for the kinda clip that don't stopCause you heard the jack boys coming for the very spotThat you opened up on they blockThey wore red but you bang blue, they drove by but they ain't shootTill you was outside with the whole fam, havin' brews, talkin shit, eatin' barbequeDuck and dodge, but it ain't safe, you hit the corner but they gave chaseAnd double back cause you got awayBut your little cousin got hitSleepin in his baby cribNo CPR cause it's too lateSo you cry, but you bounce backYour reply is to get the gatIt's an eye for an eye till it's jet blackThe only way you'll survive in your mind is to stay strappedSo you act outThey'll call you soft if you back outSo you roll your window down and you black outThey next day they'll be back 'roundThe Banana Clip Theory[Hook]I can't believe I took it this far, this timeI told myself, I should be smart and not blindBang, bang, bang, down we went todayLord, I think there's something wrongBang, bang, bang, another bullet went astrayAnother soul dead and gone
Big K.R.I.T. - Only One (Ft. Wiz Khalifa & Smoke DZA) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/1lcqdeqp34ww[Hook]You thought you were the only one ballin'You thought you were the only one slabbed outYou thought you were the only pimpin'In the V.I with the broads and they ass outYou thought you were the only one...Naww playa..You thought you were the only one...Naww playa..[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]Now I apply pressure, yessuh, gold on my dresserEffortlessly perfected this pimpin' to the neck upAnd with it, I can dress up, any pro into a pretzelFigure 'fore she figure more dick might destroy her vesselMo'-mo'-most not the lesser, it's high to my worthCuz the last time I tripped ova pussy was probably at my birthAnd the last time I didn't pop my trunk was probably at my churchBut as soon as I left the parking lot, I maxed it out till it burstWood grain in my wheel, princess cut in my grillButter fly my steak, shrimp and lobster on chillDo it how I feel, cuz doin' what you love won't hurt yaPlus an L7 could never understand the complexity of my circleOr the dynamics of a twerker, or the inner workings of a squirterIts like chemistry with this codeine, two parts cup one purple3 more time that's charm, bad bitch on my armCome and go as I please, whole world in my palmHook:1xYou thought you were the only one ballin'You thought you were the only one slabbed outYou thought you were the only pimpin'In the V.I with the broads and they ass outYou thought you were the only one...Naww playa..You thought you were the only one...Naww playa..[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]Chocolate-chip cookies on my trayTrue stoner I get high just as sure as the sun come up to light up the dayA real boss up in the game don't have to pay to playWe burnin' down come smoke a pound I'm just a flight awayI earned the right to say I'm rich off what I write todayAnd stickin' to my cheese like a microwaveBroke niggas they don't like us they don't wanna fightShout out to Max cuz you could never ride the wave but me I got the titleOG kush in my joint, Ooo, all my niggas on point, OooRide around reppin' that gang, T.G.O.D. come joinYou niggas do a show there and don't get no loveI sell a hundred thousand tickets when I show upThey say the game done changedWell that mean, you need to change tooAnd stop with all that fuckin' hatinCuz that's what motherfuckin' lames do[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]RighttYou ain't the only nigga gettin' money got it down to a scienceBig nigga, bank teller, think I play for the GiantsDead fresh, walk by and get a moment of silenceDon't be mad because we livin' dog, be mad at the MayansRiding deciding live maine or peekingWho said hustlers can't be kingWrists got crowns on 'em bad hoes is beasting mistaSlide the first day, instant upgradeThompson my jacket, Black Label my denimsVery rare my kicks, this petty cash that I'm spendin'With the rich folks bout to blend inGot a obsession for this game Bob LemonGangsta, hustla, shit I bleed it, keep these niggas heatedI don't do reservations I walk in and get seatedBest believe it this harlem kids the meanestTrippy stickin' at the table smell the smoke but they don't see it[Hook x1]You thought you were the only one ballin'You thought you were the only one slabbed outYou thought you were the only pimpin'In the V.I with the broads and they ass outYou thought you were the only one...Naww playa..You thought you were the only one...Naww playa..
Big K.R.I.T. - How U Luv That (Ft. Big SANT) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/7o9x32tbmvnl[Hook]Shit, I got the hook up, bitchWhat you know 'bout this?Old school my whipKing Tut my wristI got the hook up, bitchWhat you know 'bout this?I put on my cliqueHoes on my dickHow you love that?I got the hook up bitchWhat you know 'bout this?[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]Fuck what you heard, ho, they know bout the KrizzleThe Chevy on four Pirellis with the pole in the middleI break a ho if she brittle, pimpin' hot off the griddleCluckin' bustas freakin' and fuckin' for nothingSo how you figure I was tricking off?Candy paint my Caddy frame don't be ashamed to lick it offHail Mary some game to a dame and you can't pick it offOff the chain (Hoo!) I can't sic it offTime and time again I try and tell them let me kick it offAnd bang on it, I put these lames on itIt ain't Multi if ain't put my name on itMake that kinda track and put a train on itStyrofoam, purple rain on itFresh up out the cleaners, my demeanor, not a stain on itReign on it, put some chains on it, bet the game on itMy woofer beat to the frequency that a bitch done came on itPinky ring on em, chinchilla get hanged on the floorI leave a bitch fiending for some more[Hook]Shit, I got the hook up, bitchWhat you know 'bout this?Old school my whipKing Tut my wristI got the hook up, bitchWhat you know 'bout this?I put on my cliqueHoes on my dickHow you love that?I got the hook up bitchWhat you know 'bout this?[Verse 2: Big SANT]Yeah, B-izza G SANT, biatchYoung trill nigga, ho you know just what I be boutTime to take off them T tops, we on that, like bannersMan hold up, my car older than your favorite rapperThis that shit that they should capture on filmLights camera action, lifeBitch my pimpin' 1080p, without a satelliteWhy niggas ain't acting right, talkin' 'bout who run the SouthThey know it's usThey sick and ain't no Robituss to help 'em outI been official, big dawg in the yardVoted most likely to murder every verse that I startSo as soon as I park and I hop on that rideBetter leave with your bitch, 'fore I'm off in her mouthCuz I'mma big timer rhymer, no co-signers around for youIf I ain't make that clear let me break it down for yaThey lame (yeah), we not (yeah), see us (yeah) on top (yeah)Alumni forever ever bitchThey know[Hook]Shit, I got the hook up, bitchWhat you know 'bout this?Old school my whipKing Tut my wristI got the hook up, bitchWhat you know 'bout this?I put on my cliqueHoes on my dickHow you love that?I got the hook up bitchWhat you know 'bout this?
Big K.R.I.T. - My Trunk (Ft. Trinidad Jame$) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/qf7b7usa9khp[Hook]My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My blades swing and chop (chop)Them subwoofers knock (knock)Show yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill ho[Verse 1: Big KRIT]Yeah dat me, yeah dat rightSo throwed off the drank that I'm outta sightPushin' buttons caddy corner crushin'Cluckin', bussas they claim they wanna fuck tonightRidin' dirty, super tightI put the pressure on the lesser when she on the lightsDark skinned nigga with a playa voiceHave y'all thinkin' I'm Barry WhitePop up twice I ain't trippin' on nothin'Tires on rotation and the bass still buzzin'Old school whip with the A/C cuttin'Calibrate the navigation, bitch don't touch itHit the flo', you bet I get the flo'I got bands to spend, you got twat to showYou can bop for gold, but I'm grain grippin'Trunk shakin' like a stripper pole came with it[Hook]My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My blades swing and chop (chop)Them subwoofers knock (knock)Show yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill ho[Verse 2: Big KRIT]My car candy painted, my house sit on a hillI never was a square, I always worked the wheelAlways had them boppers, ridin' on some choppasParking lot warfare, my trunk go blocka blockaThey way I beat the bass, wassup? might catch a caseBroke another bank and put it in they faceEver since I rolled up with the doors on Transforma'Four done poured up, niggas had to hateWheels on chrome, I had to slow my four's upCuz them potholes deep and I can't let them scrapeI let my tape knock, 'til my tape popTell them motherfuckers that I got that bass[Hook]My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My blades swing and chop (chop)Them subwoofers knock (knock)Show yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill ho[Verse 3: Trinidad James]I said of course I'mma show my grill, and show my assI came on this earth in 87, pussy nigga check my pastBeen a real nigga ever since, ride around the A with my nigga named tayBeatin' down them fuckin' blocks, from Conley Road to Moreland ANigga don't talk you ain't bout dat lifeDrop top Chevy with the Bow Tie pipesLet that Chevy breathe on emWhen you pull up to that lightHit the gas and watch that Chevy pop an ollieHalf these young niggas on rimsBut my Chevy sit on rallys[Hook]My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My trunk pussy pop (pop)Them hoes down to bop (bop)My blades swing and chop (chop)Them subwoofers knock (knock)Show yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill hoShow yo' grill ho
Big K.R.I.T. - Just Last Week (Ft. Future) (Snippet) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/o4nax9e4my58[Intro]Just last week, just last week[Hook: Big K.R.I.T. & Future]Just last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emSee the tower long, chrome onJust last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emSit tall on em, Crawl on emToday I'm on, today I'm onToday I'm onJust last week I had to ball on emToday I'm on, today I'm onToday I'm onJust last week I had to ball on em[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T]Just last week I had to run up on a nigga likeWhere that money you owe me?Say you got it, well show meLook up ho, you know mePull up, hop out, cleanEverybody wanna be a pimp nowadayBut don't nobody wanna break a hoKick a do'when the plane don't flyGet your blimp nowadaysSo waddup dawg?Ain't nothing changed since pimp when brokeEven I still ride old school, paint ready like Archie EversoleSlab it out, work it onBanging that screw for them niggas that don't know 'bout itI was whippin through the game like nigga how could doubt meHold up[Hook]Just last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emSee the tower long, chrome onJust last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emJust last week I had to ball on emSit tall on em, Crawl on emToday I'm on, today I'm onToday I'm onJust last week I had to ball on emToday I'm on, today I'm onToday I'm onJust last week I had to ball on em
Big K.R.I.T. - Good 2getha (Ft. Ashton Jones) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/h1xodk6lc43s[Hook: Big Krit and Ashton Jones]Cause we could be kings and queensAnd highs and lows and wires and voguesAnd anything that goesAnd together we, are closestIt was meant to be, you're chosenThe best, I know, I knowCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together[Verse 1]I'm talking early morning freshGet up, get out and get goneThank God for the sun and the chromeThat I pushed when we rolledIn that Brougham or Fleetwood 'Lac de VilleGoosebumps trunk, yeah it gave ya chillsPopped up twice just to show your grillLeft the comfort of her home to roll with meCause she was searching for something realI be that nigga, be that freshLeave that lame, be with a winnerRelieve that stressJump online, I free your mindWe don't need no dime, at least not mineSpend this checkBuy that Benz or ride that Lex and drape our necksLike kings and queensCause if you down shine, I make love to your fertile mindTill you conceive my dreams[Hook]Cause we could be kings and queensAnd highs and lows and wires and voguesAnd anything that goesAnd together we, are closestIt was meant to be, you're chosenThe best, I know, I knowCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together[Verse 2]Let me be your one stop shopFill you up when you on EPick you up when you want feetBe your guide, I be your eyesWhen you can't see, I be your airWhen you can't breatheI give you game but it ain't freeYou gotta be down for the playWhen we up, we can shine, but prepare for the grindCause the Lac could break down any dayWould you be willing to hit licks?I ain't the type to boast and nitpickBut it takes some hard work to get richIt's a small risk to rock the red bottoms and bop the fresh fitsWhat you want, what you needGotta have, when we shop, gotta grabNever hear, put em back, in factJust be careful how you spend you cash[Hook]Cause we could be kings and queensAnd highs and lows and wires and voguesAnd anything that goesAnd together we, are closestIt was meant to be, you're chosenThe best, I know, I knowCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together[Bridge]Just like highs and lowsSub-woofers and voguesWe go good together, babyWe go good together, babyJust like wires and voguesNeon trunks and glowWe go good together, babyWe go good together, baby[Hook]Cause we could be kings and queensAnd highs and lows and wires and voguesAnd anything that goesAnd together we, are closestIt was meant to be, you're chosenThe best, I know, I knowCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together babyCause we go good together[Outro]Enjoy the fruits of your laborThe spoils of warThere's no home in indulgingIn the things that life has to offerThere comes a time in every king's lifeWhere the wine flows in abundanceAnd the tables are setFeast and be thankful
Big K.R.I.T. - Serve This Royalty [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/mexk69asn6w3[Intro: Female Voice]Ah, the way the brother walks is beautiful, the way he talks is beautifulUh, the brother is beautifulThe way he makes love to me is beautifulYou know, that's my man![Hook: Cody ChesnuTT (Sampled)]Platinum chains and rings isAll a brother knows nowGirl, you one of the first to know thatGold is back in townSo you gotta serve this royaltyBelieving in me and my dreamsServing this royalty rightTrust what I say and what I see and we can get it[Verse 1]Yeah,Money, cars and clothes, and all the cribsNever trust these lames and hoes cuz they ain't shitCuz they'll just sink our dreams of things and jump shipSo we'll fly first class, full glass with blunts lit - float onI shake the world if you hold onGet your body off, just to turn your soul onYour black is gold so when it dark, get your glow onMy words are heavy like a Chevy, shall I roll on?Our love's unlimitedVinyl record in the grooves of forever, bass and treble, bend this shitPuff cut your affections like a painting God ain't finished withNow had to be displayed so all these songs could say they finished itI walk the talk so I can't run gameI'm the type of King that a need a Queen thats down to work and run thingsI'm a lion baby, untamedBefore I devote my all I need to know one thingCan you serve this royalty[Hook]Platinum chains and rings isAll a brother knows nowGirl, you one of the first to know thatGold is back in townSo you gotta serve this royaltyBelieving in me and my dreamsServing this royalty rightTrust what I say and what I see and we can get it[Verse 2]Whatever your heart desiresAnd to those that oppose our dreams and goals I set the world on fireGo to war with giants of all kindsSo when you sleep without your King beside you you sleep fineI be you knight in shining armor, swing down with a hammer like Thor for those that want dramaTravel high and low for those expensive garments that IPeel off your frame after I fight in your honorCuz we can rule as far as the eye can seeIf you down for the cause as long as your body breatheBet the heir that will proceed as Kings that's after meBut be colder than doors we close you'll have to beThere'll be tyrants that want nothing more than apathyTo defile on the kingdom of real and happinessBut history will whisper of our reignBefore I give my all, I need to know one thingCan you serve this royalty[Hook]Platinum chains and rings isAll a brother knows nowGirl, you one of the first to know thatGold is back in townSo you gotta serve this royaltyBelieving in me and my dreamsServing this royalty rightTrust what I say and what I see and we can get it[Bridge: Cody ChesnuTT (Sampled)]The dream is real if you serve this royaltyLeave your mama's house, make her proudServe this royalty rightFrom the valleys of Spain to the snowed banks of MaineWe can run this gameIf you serve this royalty right[Outro: Male Voice]Thats right, she's behind me 100%, manShe believes in everything I believe inAnd whatever I do, she go and ride along with me and do it at the same time, you know?With no doubt in her mind cuz she know that I'm positive, and she knows that I'm out to get over, and she knows that I'mma try and get a piece of this country
Big K.R.I.T. - Meditate [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/48n2q7c3me9s[Intro]It's now my privilege to introduce your main speaker... [clapping]Hey, I'm Big K.R.I.T. and I'm a meditator [Hey!]It wasn't easy to come in today, but I'm hereI just wanna meditate[Hook]I don't wanna hear what I've done wrongI'll deal with my problems when I get homeI'm better off when I'm all aloneI know I said I'd stop but I'm not that strongI just wanna meditate[Verse One]Said it with this glass of liquor pouring out my spiritual guidelight,Take me to the other sideWho ever said escaping your problems with empty bottlesWould only delay them til tomorrow? Yes was surely right,When the world said fuck ya, how would you reply?No need to whisper how you feel, this is you and II paint pictures of hieroglyphics compared to most rap niggas,But I be over looked, so I just let it slide, let it die, how can IBe so stupid to tell you this wasn't real,Be so eager to tell ya just how I feelBut lets be honest, the real reason I'm here,To be clear I was never the man of steelI fell victim too many times to count,Too many times I've died, too many things I doubtNot enough love in my house, my house is not enough,It's filled with pointless things and those things keep piling up,Those things'll leave you crushed if they fall,To be real I don't think you feel me at all,Can you hear me at all? can you steer me at all? ...to the liquor store.[Hook]I don't wanna hear what I've done wrongI'll deal with my problems when I get homeI'm better off when I'm all aloneI know I said I'd stop but I'm not that strongI just wanna meditate[Verse Two]How can I stop, when I'm too far gone,To get back where I came fromI was searching for some answers at a bar with some dancers,And I found out there really ain't noneAnd the bottom of my glass is just as empty as my lesson,Count it with my friends and my loved onesAll my ex's hate my guts, cuz when I finally call them up,They know that I just wanna fuck some,I apologize, for what? I don't knowToo many times I did it and it shows, I feel it in my soul,There's a burning in my stomach and its churning in slowAnd it grows every time I hit a lowIf you high I was hoping we could roll,If you fiending for a drink, let me pour,If you riding maybe we can go,Before they close - to the liquor store.[Hook]I don't wanna hear what I've done wrongI'll deal with my problems when I get homeI'm better off when I'm all aloneI know I said I'd stop but I'm not that strongI just wanna meditate[Outro]So I sit here, and I think back on all the things I wanted in life and all the things that I've accomplishedI'm more fulfilled then I ever have been before,I still lose - I've still lost, but I love, and I'm livingThere's nothing better in this world than to be for sure,And I'm sure - I'm sure enough in what I do, and how I do itThere's a lot of people around me that believe in me,And I depend on them to see me through this - this life of mineLets hope this journey that we take,All these moves that we make,Are the right ones...while I meditate
Big K.R.I.T. - R.E.M. [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/ef480geoqhe7Official Video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymf3ja_XW9c&feature=c4-overview&list=UU61khOBd1iDJKYBMrV1qWQg[Hook]I don't know about my dreamsI don't know about my dreamsAll that I know isI'm falling, falling falling, fallingMight as well fall inI don't know about my dreams[Verse 1]In a room full of tight staresWas LFU a dream or a nightmareHow dare I rap about my real lifeGood Lord I gave my all but this don't feel rightJiggaboos'll minstrel you but never meBlackface my black face could never beSambo my camos say otherwiseThe revolution of minds will never televiseOne album I'm still kickingDef Jam, tell 'em I'm still with itTell 'em I'm still winning, tell 'em I'm still in itNext time I drop a bomb, I swear I'mma kill niggasNo pause is needed, I swear I don't feel niggasSnakes is in my front yard, I swear I'mma deal with 'emAll that still hear me, pray that they still get itI feel like I failed y'all, it's hard to live with itMy dreams[Hook][Verse 2]I don't know about my dreamsCause I'm more spiritual than lyricalProduced my whole album, nothing short of a miracleWas I wrong to be so heavy-hearted?I refuse to give up what I startedFor false awards and cover boards in every storeA different shore is a bore when all my people poorYeah there's some broads galore but yeah I wanted moreFuck a reality show, I'd rather do a tourI'd rather crowd surfBefore I live as if God ain't real, I'd rather die firstBury me inside a cemeteryRemember me as just a visionaryI'm more Geronimo Pratt than OG BobbyThey love the fact you made it but hate the fact you got itThe stairway to Heaven is packed, I'm in the lobbyToo scared to go to sleep cause most times I often doubt my dreams[Hook]I don't know about my dreamsI don't know about my dreamsAll that I know isI'm falling, falling falling, fallingMight as well fall inI don't know about my dreams
Big K.R.I.T. - King Without A Crown [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/tc795crfl3ys[Hook: Big KRIT]Forever is a mighty long timeI do it for the South and them folks that held me downForever in the game, forever MultiForever getting mine, forever on the grindWhat's a king without a crown ho?What's a car without some sound ho?What's a king without a crown ho?[Verse 1]Sometimes all I need a bassAnd a little liquor to ease my mind a bitCause even when you polished, niggas won't let you shine for shitThat pot to piss in turned into a house on hillI'm talkin' two stories no fabrication, that's a true story for realAnd ain't no ghost writer, my flow tighter than gorilla fistsKeep it poppin' like hot grease, fried up with your catfishCut throat with that bucket seats, bust a quiche, I split her peachYoung Krizzle, fruit ninja, crouching tiger, hidden freakHo what's up, I got more to tellDreams is cheap I got more to sellCrush linen, grain grippin', don't touch my buttonsI hate it when a bitch gets overzealousSo chill hoI got a point to prove, that's the reason I rhyme fo'Third coast, I put it down fo'What's a king without a crown ho?[Hook]Forever is a mighty long timeI do it for the South and them folks that held me downForever in the game, forever MultiForever getting mine, forever on the grindWhat's a king without a crown ho?What's a car without some sound ho?What's a king without a crown ho?[Verse 2]K-R-I-TOne more time for them folk that didn't knowTwo more time for them folk that didn't listenThree more time for them folk that said growthWas impossible, for a country boyLike they could spit, like they could flowShawty everybody wanna be a rapperBut everybody out can't do a showSo I'm slammin' doors and work the wheels on herPop my bands and pop a bill on herShit changed since Krit Wuz HereI raise my glass and crack a seal on herCause I deserve that, got a old schoolLet me swerve that, in my own laneI make my own beats, I write my own rhymesI grip my own grind, I grip my own grainAnd that's royaltyHow else I'm 'sposed to live?I made due with what God gave, I do exactly what I feelYeah I play my part and I gave my heart and I represent for my cribJust like them kings that came before me, I'mma keep it trillLet's go![Hook]Forever is a mighty long timeI do it for the South and them folks that held me downForever in the game, forever MultiForever getting mine, forever on the grindWhat's a king without a crown ho?What's a car without some sound ho?What's a king without a crown ho?
Big K.R.I.T. - Talkin Bout Nothing [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/kn54bx6hck2h[Verse 1: Big KRIT]Ever since I was a youngin' up in my grandmomma's houseWatchin "The Mack", reciting it back, like, "Boy what you talkin' 'bout"Droppin' a switch, hittin' a lickTrynna get rich off in this bitchDroppin' my top, I'm poppin my trunkI'm whippin' my wheel like I'm whippin' my gritsThese niggas ain't shit, these niggas ain't realThese niggas is fraudsMost these haters been cuffing, crushing, loving all on they broadsSo I pull up car, slam a do', break a ho downRun her throat 'til it's sore, pass that ho 'roundI say hold up, damn KRIT that's fucked up, I know itThey say hold up, damn, KRIT let's pour up, I four itI'm feeling good, feeling great, how are you?So much bass when I pop my tape,Can't feel my face, can you feel yours too?I got this here, I got this hereMight have to chop that upHer pussy wet, she swab the dickMight have to mop that upShe say what's happenin'?, I'm trynna fuckMight have to prop that upBop that up, cock that up,Don't act all shocked, bitch, slop that up[Hook]I need thatI want thatI'm 'bout thatWhat's happenin?I seen thatI bought thatI own thatI'm snappin'Yall niggas ain't talkin bout nothingNot a thing, not a-not a thing hoYall niggas ain't talkin bout nothingNot a thing, not a-not a thing hoYall niggas ain't talkin bout nothingNot a thing, not a-not a thing hoYall niggas ain't talkin bout nothingThat I can't do, that you done done that I ain't did[Verse 2]Ain't nobody trippin' on yo ho, ain't into thatAin't nobody trippin' on yo ho, I give her backCut her slack, let her go, cause she was in the VIAin't like I be askin' for attention when I be outSo much tip that I can't see, y'all stressin' busses with they feet outIf you ain't suckin' or fuckin', well, you should keep outShoot the kind of bill, when they buss it gotta be byShe ain't gotta beg, if she lookin' I can seeRight on they V I drop yo tea top, haters tend to leave outThe bottles servin', poppin', shawty look at all that we gotLook at all that we on, tell them bloggers be goneFuck wutchu been talkin bout, they couch I put my feet onAin't no blood for these haters, ain't no love for these fakesI was born in the country, I ain't trippin on a snakeI been fishing for these bitches, all I ever had was baitIf you think you got a problem with it, tell it to my bass[Hook]
Big K.R.I.T. - Shine On (Ft. Bun B) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/0vqlcda2482w[Intro]Back one more againMulti till the sun dieUGK for lifeGood lord, good lordIt feels good to shineShineLet's go[Verse 1: K.R.I.T.]By the time you probably heard thisI was on another verse bitchDiamonds in the back with curtainsBreaking hoes off, I never dose off at my postNever disrespect your host, or bite the hand that feed yaCufflinks cold as Ebenezer, my momma probably should of named me CaesarCleaner than a baptist preacherThat use to pimpGator shoes don't make the manSo primp primpSo keep on with that, like I won't whip backAround in that lac, that you done seenDon't worry about this, I'm serious about thisIf you know what I meanShine on[Hook]Shine onDon't get me wrongYeah, yeah, yeah, we shining onIt's way too strongYeah, yeah, shine OnGood Lord they know itNow, now, we shining OnAin't nobody tripping cause the money already made[Verse 2: K.R.I.T.]So lately I've been observingA lot of these niggas look nervousCome on in, don't be ashamedGo and steal some game from my sermonCuz elevation to celebration, I preach that thereAnd that bullshit that they serving y'all, I don't eat that thereKeep that plate, I got my ownDon't test my patience, bitch I'm grownIt ain't much you can tell me, granny ain't already told meAnd she wasn't wrong, yeah we that strongSo fuck your umbrella, rainy weather, and all that shadeIf God ain't want me 2 shine, he never would of let me chop on bladesSo shine on[Hook]Shine onDon't get me wrongYeah, yeah, yeah, we shining onIt's way too strongYeah, yeah, shine OnGood Lord they know itNow, now, we shining OnAin't nobody tripping cause the money already made[Verse 3: Bun B]They say man make money, money don't make the manBut it's a little bit of bothCuz it will take some change, for you to make some changeThat ain't just some shit I wroteMan thats natural fact, and not evolutionMy mind game still evolvingAnd I'm gonna keep on rolling like 24sAnd this world just keep revolvingGood at problem solving, cuz im good at starting shit in first placeAnd it feels so good to be where I'm at man, cuz where I was, was the worst placeBut time change, so I keep hustling, boys trying to make my time ceaseBut I'm laid back with my dime piece, shining hard like my time piece and its on[Hook]Shine onDon't get me wrongYeah, yeah, yeah, we shining onIt's way too strongYeah, yeah, shine OnGood Lord they know itNow, now, we shining OnAin't nobody tripping cause the money already made[Bridge]Shine baby (3x)I need you to come on one more time and just shine babeShine baby (3x)I need you to do it like you do and just shine babyShine baby (3x)One more time for all my folk 'm gone shine babeShine baby (3x)They Can't stop me from shining on my own(Ain't no shining like we shining (7x))(Ain't no shining like we shining babe)[Hook]Shine onDon't get me wrongYeah, yeah, yeah, we shining onIt's way too strongYeah, yeah, shine OnGood Lord they know itNow, now, we shining OnAin't nobody tripping cause the money already made
Big K.R.I.T. - Purpose [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-10 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/7qtrknyg7dhj[Intro]*Baby crying*[Verse: Big KRIT]I was born in '86, despite the wolves and ratsSurvived the wild and returned with these bear furs on my backTo feed the family, drink the wineGive thanks to God and watch for signsThe winter's coldBut we was chose to rise above the darkened skiesAnd fight against what lied beneath,My feet are firmly on the groundPrepare my soul and grit my teethFight or flight is going downWhat man amongst me saysThat I ain't fit to wear my Father's crownA King of Mine and mine aloneMy blood line can't be renouncedStand up and be counted forRaise your fist as Glory speaksHeavens what I'm dying forI swear the Devil's at war with meI deal with life accordingly one day at a timeAnd that kingdom we all searching forI pray one day we findSo many have long and goneSo many got left behindBut as time travels and Earth unravelsChurch bells still chimePlanets still align as angels watch overI break the chains they gave meAnd put these medals on my shouldersCause I ain't no simp[Outro]You'll be differentYou'll find comfort in familyYour power lies in your faith and beliefsWhat's a king without a crown?Or a kingdom to call his own?This is purpose
Big K.R.I.T. - Free My Soul (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/vs3kkfzl470p[Hook]Mama I made itGot my chain nowI got that benz tooI got my Louis VuittonAnd my Gucci shoesMama I made itGot those trues and voguesI keep some groupie hoesI got that old schoolWith those lambo doorsBut I'm scaredIt all ain't enoughTo free my soulLord mama I made it[Verse 1]Fuck what they talkin'Nah it ain't about talentIt's no longer an artNiggas piss on your canvas and paradeOk, so you paved the way but I rode the roadFarther than you go beforeBut still you block the road some moreI'm on my last leg and they passing me byWith a sign that say I rap to eatWith both my thumbs in the skyDamn, when will my time come?Should I just sell dope, for money, cars, clothes & hoes?Cause they say that's successful'Til a nigga run up on you and unloadCause he po' and you shine just like the moon glowStunting in your Bentley, but it cost you your soulWhen God come to collectI hope you got what you owe[Hook]Mama I made itGot my chain nowI got that benz tooI got my Louis VuittonAnd my Gucci shoesMama I made itGot those trues and voguesI keep some groupie hoesI got that old schoolWith those lambo doorsBut I'm scaredIt all ain't enoughTo free my soulLord mama I made it[Verse 2]Forever dreamingWishing on a star for helpI give a nigger food for thoughtHe rather starve himselfApart from wealthI think it was the shine that got us blindedNot short of what we breathingWhen we signing our life awayThey say ignorance is blissBut I'd like to stateThe game is just not records and real shitThey don't like to playYou ghetto famous to usYou just Bojangles to themTap yo feet, tip yo brimAnd sell it back to yo kinI don't rap I spit hymnsMy God's bigger than themTryin' to blacken your heartAnd say we children of menI sin cause I ain't perfectBut I rather save your life than hurt it; if I made it[Hook]Mama I made itGot my chain nowI got that benz tooI got my Louis VuittonAnd my Gucci shoesMama I made itGot those trues and voguesI keep some groupie hoesI got that old schoolWith those lambo doorsBut I'm scaredIt all ain't enoughTo free my soulLord mama I made it[Verse 3]Now what if all the things I'm fightin' for, oh lordDon't get me where I'm going?Now what if I don't see the signs in time, oh lordI'm praying that you show me...Mama I made it
Big K.R.I.T. - Another Naive Individual Glorifying Greed And Ecouraging Racism Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/hz7kwuffzai5[Intro]I want you all to go to your windowsGo to your windows and yell outScream with all the life that you can muster up inside your bruised, assaulted and battered bodies:"I am sick and tired of being a nigger!"[Hook]I don't wanna be another niggaTell the governmentI don't wanna be another niggaTell them white folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell them black folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell the worldI don't wanna be another nigga[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]Waitin' with my hands outBroke in the hood, they give a damn 'boutBraggin' to my homies 'bout the hoes I fuckedDrinkin' bottles after bottle, plus I smoke too muchI never had a job that would pay me wellI took what I could cause they gave me hellSpend what I stole on some clothes and kicksMy ex-girl say I won't amount to shitBut she suck and fuck when my car roll upTried to fuck her sister but she talk too muchHer mama shake her head whenever I come 'roundWhatever high I had when I saw her might come downI barely go to church but I say I willI bow my head right before I eat my mealThe world's fucked up and they claimin' I'm to blameIt's a damn shame, cause[Hook]I don't wanna be another niggaTell the governmentI don't wanna be another niggaTell them white folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell them black folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell the worldI don't wanna be another nigga[Verse 2]Waitin' on a play to come throughChillin' with my homeboys plottin' on youWatchin' movies how to come up quickRecruiting young niggas I can come up withBarely read books, but they down to shootLive life breaking rules, they got something to proveParents ain't around they got nothing to loseWave the tool on a fool for some brand new shoesLittle child runnin' wild in the streetsWanna be a G so he look up to meTry to hit the block and make a nameClaim he caught a body now he got it and he feeling all the sameTill the family of the victim come knockingBailing through the corners of the ghetto till they shot himYouth still dyin' and they claimin' I'm to blameIt's a damn shame, cause[Hook]I don't wanna be another niggaTell the governmentI don't wanna be another niggaTell them white folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell them black folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell the worldI don't wanna be another nigga[Verse 3]Always trying to sell you somethingDon't really know shit, but trying to tell you somethingTap dance if you want him toCoulda' fed the hungry but he bought them jewelsWon't ever look back cause he gotta keep movin'Even if he leave his own people BamboozledTakin' credit like he did it by himselfToo much pride to realize that he really had helpAlways judge a man by his wealthHe ain't me so he can't feel how I feltHe saw me walkin' and he ain't look back - too scaredWe make eye contact:So he can say he didn't see me when he drove byAnd I could say he didn't see me and it's alrightHe just want the fame from the game, it's a shameI bet he think I'm just another nigga[Hook]I don't wanna be another niggaTell the governmentI don't wanna be another niggaTell them white folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell them black folkI don't wanna be another niggaTell the worldI don't wanna be another nigga
Big K.R.I.T. - Players Ballad (Ft. Raheem DeVaughn) (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/wo3sai3ya9my[Hook](Raheem DeVaughn)You're welcome to goWhere you've never been beforeCome on baby (Come on baby)Where the players play on, and all that you want's in storeIf I had to choose, I'd chose you [x2]Play on player, play on[Verse 1]Fresh linen, purple label itDon't know how a horse in hereMy closet where the stable atImmaculately makin' it, takin' trips around the worldJust to find my beauty blindin', over shinin' diamond girlShe in and out of statesSeen a lot of faces worthy of the glance but none is worthy of the chanceTo be the queen of all the land as youWhat once was a solo mission I planned for twoDo the shit that you can't plan to doForeign cars, moon and stars, player exotic beachesFive star restaurants, cuisines you've never eatenDive in your deepest creviceNo resting we barely sleepingMaking my one and only a show as my body is breathingNever let go, hold 'till you overloadNo doubt, you're the highest chick on my totem poleCause usually it's playa, playa play on but you can rideIf you know how to stay on, shawty[Hook]You're welcome to goWhere you've never been beforeCome on baby (Come on baby)Where the players play on, and all that you want's in storeIf I had to choose, I'd chose you [x2]Play on player, play on[Verse 2]Now don't go listening to the non believing nay-sayersI coached the team, you get the ring cause you's a team playerScoring on these hoes in your red bottomsOn the runway like a modelDrinkin' Rosay out the bottleI'm proud, to upgrade you on another levelIf God is Aphrodite, ....So pardon, my boast and braggin but I'm feelin like I power ballPlayed and won a billion cause I'm here with youThen we move and make these other hoes invisibleAlways bankin, so correct with your residualsAnd when our bodies intertwine, it's so spiritualI'm Nat King Cole with the stroke -- UnforgettableLay back, let your hair down (hair down)Drop the top, roll a doobie up, shawty be one with the air nowCause usually it's playa, playa play on but you can flyIf you know how to hang on (shawty)[Hook]You're welcome to goWhere you've never been beforeCome on baby (Come on baby)Where the players play on, and all that you want's in storeIf I had to choose, I'd chose you [x2]Play on player, play on
Big K.R.I.T. - Amtrak (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/4m0x8ulzumyc[Intro]Now won't you chucka chucka chucka chucka chucka? (X4)[Verse 1]I know you hear this train coming rumbling down the trackDon't miss out on this pimpin shawty, it ain't coming backI'm steamrolling no controllin', while I whippin'Smoke stacking, seal cracking while I'm switchingGears. It makes it hard to hear with 15s in the cabooseI'm more southern than Norfolk bitch that's why they love what I doCaution, danger, when I'm on my shit there ain't no slowing downPicking up the loners that's horny whenever I am in townThem yellowbellies, them, them, them coco brownsThey love to give me that, that chu chu chu chu soundI toot my horn to all them haters bumpin, bumpin[Pre-hook]Cause I know they hear this train comingYeah, bitch I know you hear this train coming, aha[Hook]You know you want to ride on my locomotiveAnd I bleed the brakes off the train till you can't control itNow won't you chucka chucka chucka chucka chew it? (X4)[Verse 2]I know you hear this train coming you best grab your bagsDon't worry about your partners and them just bring your assNow let me break it down (down) before we goDon't hold back what the good lord gave you, let it showNow all aboard for all of those that claim they down to get itI advise you to exit right now if you ain't down with itReally, I am just trying to free your mind from this prisonI show you how to get out if you just listenYou'll never want to leave ya if you just visitThis ain't no more cars coming calling the time is tickingYour homegirl just aight, I'm kind of pickyBut you a booming business, I hope she got a ticket[Pre-hook]Cause I know they hear this train comingYeah, bitch I know you hear this train coming, aha[Hook]You know you want to ride on my locomotiveAnd I bleed the brakes off the train till you can't control itNow won't you chucka chucka chucka chucka chew it? (X4)[Outro]Let me see your ticketWhere you tryna go down? Hmmm I dont think this gon' get you there. Yeah I can take you though. If you really wana go thereYou gotta be just my type, shawty... Because
Big K.R.I.T. - Get Right (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/5t14vqejmipg[Hook]Ok, this is just an anthem for tha playasTop notch boppers, and the pimp's with tha gators, rollerskaters smoked out elevatorsDrinks sippin', paint flippin' congregatorsLets get right, Lets get right, Lets get right, Lets get rightAll night, all night, all nightParty like it's 1999[Verse 1]1,2,1,2,1,2 I got plentyBreaking hoes four in the mornin' ain't manyPlaya,playa play on,roller skate onI get my chase on, for someone to take homeNow who you watinin' on? uhFreaking with me she got BeatTill she shook and went to sleepYou think she don't cheatShe Suckin'& she fuckin' cause she love the way I spit itI know she only want me for my dick but I can dig itI dig her, theirs nothing illerKinda killer, like jack the ripperThat's way before I drink the liquorMy moves are major can't do no favorsFor chickens with cruel intentions of layin' eggs to get to my paperPlenty pimpin nah I ain't trickinAin't never slippin', hella liffted when we piffinStuck to the cellin', you smell the vapors when we roll bySo crack a seal pour up and get right...[Hook]Ok, this is just an anthem for tha playasTop notch boppers, and the pimp's with tha gators, rollerskaters smoked out elevatorsDrinks sippin', paint flippin' congregatorsLets get right, Lets get right, Lets get right, Lets get rightAll night, all night, all nightParty like it's 1999[Verse 2]Back up, back up, cause it's onBreak a dawn, popin tops, takin' shots, vibin' to the early morn'I ain't trippin if I make it home, tryin' to boneTaking pictures of bad bitches and save em in my phoneBBM in me on the late night, take flight, on my base pipesSearchin' for jaws like great whitesAin't that some shit? yeah, thats some shitYou claimed that was your girl but why she all up on my tip?Don't need to buck cause you get fucked up in this partyChickitty check your self before I finish what you startedGet retarded hella stupid in the mix line upKnock em down dominoes in this bitchDrink ain't free, drink on meStore run gotta take my whip cause your tanks on E?Its all goodI got a little doe to blow, buy a case of Ole E' and some blunts to roll[Hook]Ok, this is just an anthem for tha playasTop notch boppers, and the pimp's with tha gators, rollerskaters smoked out elevatorsDrinks sippin', paint flippin' congregatorsLets get right, Lets get right, Lets get right, Lets get rightAll night, all night, all nightParty like it's 1999[Bridge]Feelin good, drink got me feelin' fineDoing what a playa does, smokin' just to ease my mindForeva gettin on, ridin' chrome, poppin ass pros won't leave it aloneI said these poppin ass pros won't leave it aloneAll day, all night I can't be fadedToo cold on hoes they ain't for savinGet right, get throwed, feel like we've made itHow could you hate? congratulate[Hook]Ok, this is just an anthem for tha playasTop notch boppers, and the pimp's with tha gators, rollerskaters smoked out elevatorsDrinks sippin', paint flippin' congregatorsLets get right, Lets get right, Lets get right, Lets get rightAll night, all night, all nightParty like it's 1999
Big K.R.I.T. - Kings Blues (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/lg08mnzowmsy[Hook - Big K.R.I.T. & Erykah Badu][Big K.R.I.T.]I got no time to wasteI got more bills to payI got more mouths to feed now, now, nowI got no time to playI got no need to stayWhen ain't no money around, round, roundWhat's a king without a crown?[Erykah Badu]Time's a wastin'[Big K.R.I.T.]What's a car without some sound?[Erykah Badu]Don't you take your time, young man[Verse 1 - Big K.R.I.T.]Never been on that silly southern shitRide around pimped out, four doorsWood-grain dashboard and a rim that sits swollAnd the embroidered headrestYeah, that be dead freshIn your ear like headsetsSleepy eye, forever grind, no bedrestI can't depend on that next check cause it ain't vouched, shitThe type of broke that got me searching through my momma's couchHere's some loose change, got that dollar menuMcDouble, small fry, lemonade and sweet tea blendedNow here's this money, will that get me through till Wednesday?Will it kill them hunger pains if the dope game ain't fulfilling?I make do with what God give me, and I take it day by dayI would come by more often, but I can't stay, cause[Hook - Big K.R.I.T. & Erykah Badu]I got no time to wasteI got more bills to payI got more mouths to feed now, now, nowI got no time to playI got no need to stayWhen ain't no money around, round, roundWhat's a king without a crown?[Erykah Badu]Time's a wastin'[Big K.R.I.T.]What's a car without some sound?[Erykah Badu]Don't you take your time, young man[Verse 2 - Big K.R.I.T.]Try not to step on my toes, wit yo swole, bankrolls you blowing thro'On stripper pole pros you barely know, make it rainIf I was paid with no knowledge of two months late on my mortgageIn the hood that ain't safe, I'd do the same thingBut wishful thinking ain't shit without geniesI can't define how I feel, that's why I'm searching for meaningNo need to pinch me in my players' suite, I know when I'm dreamingMy momma tell me 'be careful,' cause she know when I'm schemingLottery winners don't run in my familyNor do seven dots when dice are swang, so ain't no sense in me gamblingWe just crap outMaybe they would listen to me, if I pulled the strap outLike 'give me everything, or I'mma black out', cause[Hook - Big K.R.I.T. & Erykah Badu]I got no time to wasteI got more bills to payI got more mouths to feed now, now, nowI got no time to playI got no need to stayWhen ain't no money around, round, roundWhat's a king without a crown?[Erykah Badu]Time's a wastin'[Big K.R.I.T.]What's a car without some sound?[Erykah Badu]Don't you take your time, young man
Big K.R.I.T. - Lions & Lambs (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/q47qsrbp3sbt[Hook]Time never waits for no manPeep it slow handLions is all, we really no lambsGet money split it up with my brohamsWhen you go outside don't let the door slamDon't let the door slam x3When you go outside(repeat)Gracious lord I say a prayer for all of mineSearching for a fixin in these broken timesI let my anger feed my hunger painPlotting With my brother from another mother about running thingsAnother round table missionCause rap ain't paying off and ain't no food in the kitchenSo I am gonna get these p's with the elle with the smell that make the smokers go crazy Can you feel me like braillePolitikn bout a move or twoSo we can put on for the city like they used to doAnd all them hoes that didn't call me booOr break their backs when they see that boy im cruising throughCause they respect it when your clockin major figuresThrowing turkeys with the stuffin off of 18 wheelersWatchin' for the laws with the judges on callShuck and jivin to get by with this pistol in my drawers[Hook]Time never waits for no manPeep it slow handLions is all, we really no lambsGet money split it up with my brohamsWhen you go outside don't let the door slamDon't let the door slam x3When you go outside(repeat)Now who is that peeking in my windowMusic on crescendoVibin' to the sounds of the endoPlayin' king kong no nintendoI can't trust a soul niggas givin up their kin folkGrandmammas mamma and baby mothersGrandfathers fathers and baby brothersGet scared find themselves undercoverYou knew the consequences of pushing them junkies hubbasI tell the story how it beDon't bring no dirt in mineDon't speak on what you seeAlways call before you comeYou get jammed you don't know meLeave that wire at the doorWash your hands before you eatDon't play the game if it ain't keepsBe ready for the finalsBetter practice what you preachYou ain't the stand up type then find a seatYour blood is thicker than water but both them things leak[Hook]Time never waits for no manPeep it slow handLions is all, we really no lambsGet money split it up with my brohamsWhen you go outside don't let the door slamDon't let the door slam x3When you go outside(repeat)'Them tattletales tell the tales of cars and clothesOf playa that pose for cameras and shine for hoesGleam and glow under strobes of lights in the clubWhere drinks is thirty and shots is dubsAnd people give kisses and hugs to niggas with plugsMinus the sink, not talkin bout tubsTalking about bass, you thinking bout subMarine maybeThey other hoes in your boatThe people that tell be people you knowThe people that hurt be people you oweTime, now daddy ain't around to hold them down nowFor the benz with drawers and rimsInstead of breaking even with odds and endsYou doing 5 to 10 on the late nightFor swimming in pools with great whitesThey smell that dirty moneyNo last train to London, or ParisLife is more then carats and fur coatsOn the low that tick tock is worth more[Hook]Time never waits for no manPeep it slow handLions is all, we really no lambsGet money split it up with my brohamsWhen you go outside don't let the door slamDon't let the door slam x3When you go outside(repeat)
Big K.R.I.T. - Made Alot (Ft. Big SANT) (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/ddfjgn7gt1n5[Hook](Sample from 8Ball & MJG's "On Top Of The World")Made a lot of cheese (cheese), people say I changedMade a (made a) lot of cheese (cheese), people say I changedMade a (made a) lot of cheese, people (people) say I changedBut if you thinking that you never knew me from the gateMade a (made a) lot of cheese (cheese), people say I changedMade a (made a) lot of cheese (cheese), people say I changedMade a (made a) lot of cheese, people (people) say I changedBut if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man(Big KRIT)Ay but fuck it thenCause I rather ride Bubble Benz and push a bucket break, scrubbing paintBubbling up again, on my hoodGotta get it while the gettin goodA chemist with the pimpin mix the leather with the cherry woodIf you could you shouldSlam doors on hoesI 5th wheel my trunk while white-wallin my voguesI tight walk on these foes just to flexAin't no sense in stepping out if I can't never look my bestDamn, don't stress my bankrollJust know I keep my bank swollAin't no place I can't go, never trick on no stank hoIt was like that back when I was in my mama's stomachA player slid up out the womb and hit the ground runningNever stumbling always gunning like a popped GlockKeep a hater boxed outSo I could rebound and ball for the top spotAll the same I'm a staple in the gameAin't never been no lameThat's why I find it strange when I[Hook](Big Sant)Who the fuck are youTexting me at 1:46 in the eveningMeant the morning, after midnightWhile I'm yawning, you were sleeping4 door Chevy roll I'm out'chea creepingSlamming doors inHeavy things but I want some moreWith playa pose, Roll up on hoesThat say they knew me from high-schoolMaybe community college, claim they wanna do some thangsBut I can do without itMy mama name "Such and such" and we go back like baby powderBaby I doubt it, it's hard to swallowYou wanna lay up, I want a dollarFor the machine, I'm kinda thirstyA little parched, she wanna ride, no you cannotShe say I'm mean I say just a hoesAnd dumb niggas, kinda like youThem Bs and doe'sReject request on FacebookDaily duckin lamesAll you know is my patna; 'em then my namePlus you heard that I[Hook](Big Sant)You probably see me in the street but nigga you dont know meBig Sant bitch motherfucking OGFrom the Sip get a grip, wanna visit take a tripAin't a nigga dead or alive that can say that I done flippedIm from the land of the cheese, home of the slaveDon't confuse me with no lameCause that's what just I ain'tAlumni forever put that on the nigga next to meStarted out writing rhymes ended up writing a legacy(Big KRIT)They hollerin there he go againWhat's his name, where his folk?Call him Kurt, call him KRIT?Fuck that nigga I ain't sureHe got beats, heard him flowLike a couple years agoHe alright, kinda tightShawty like him on the lowThere he go, too much soulI wouldn't buy it out the storePlus I saw him in the clubOne who hollered at my hoJust because he got some doughFrom a deal he think he illI bet thats how that motherfucka feelAnd on the real I think he changed
Big K.R.I.T. - Shake It (Ft. Joi) (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/ideokjv6qt9t[Intro: Big K.R.I.T.]Yeah, broadcasting to ya live from the third coastI'm ready[Chorus: Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]Let me take you higher-a-a-a-ohh (I told ya I can take ya higher baby)Let me light your fire-a-a-a-ohh (Let me light your fire darling)Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)Won't you shake it baby, shake it babyshake it baby, shake it baby, shake it? (Oh no getting all shy now baby girl)Can you take it baby, take it babytake it baby, take it baby, take it? (Let me know, can you take it?)[Big K.R.I.T.]Now I was creeping across slow, in a candy '84with the fifth wheel and a chandelier, and the elbows with VoguesI was scooping up yellow, head game nothing betterthat went down fourteen, ironically her first name CorettaHer body is stellar, I told her that when I first saw herin the strip club with her top off and her ass up like "Good Lord"She had me pinned up in a cornerwhispering that I could have her if I want her[Chorus: Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]Let me take you higher-a-a-a-ohh (Let me take you higher baby)Let me light your fire-a-a-a-ohh (Let me light your fire darling)Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)Won't you shake it baby, shake it babyshake it baby, shake it baby, shake it? (I know that's what you came here to do)Can you take it baby, take it babytake it baby, take it baby, take it? (I just wanna know, can you take it baby?)[Big K.R.I.T.]Now I was late night creeping on 'em in the pillow they was sleeping onAnd her man, she was cheating on him for the chrome wheels that glideOn the old school with the plush seats that feel extra soft when you touch theseShe'd get real freaky, wanna touch me and suck me as I driveI said cool, she was thorough it, matter of fact, she was thoroughbredas the light from the street twinkle off my chrome and the back of her silky headKinda crazy, trying not to crash my whip, but I'm kinda hazyKinda soaring, kinda high, told her one more time[Chorus: Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]Let me take you higher-a-a-a-ohh (Up to the moon and the stars baby)Let me light your fire-a-a-a-ohh (Make it shine baby, let's make it shine)Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)Won't you shake it baby, shake it babyshake it baby, shake it baby, shake it? (I know you don't think it's over yet)Can you take it baby, take it babytake it baby, take it baby, take it? (You ready? Let's go)[Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]Won't you ride (won't you come aboard)aboard my spaceship? (I just want you to shake it baby, everything that you got and more)Can't you tell we going places? (If you can't tell by now that we going places...)(One more time, alumnus, yeah)[Outro: excerpt from the film "CB4"]"I definitely don't like what's happening to you""Now just because I got a little bit of cashwhy does everybody gotta start bugging?"
Big K.R.I.T. - Highs & Lows (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/65u4mn1fw61q[Hook - Big K.R.I.T.]Now I was doing it big, all on my ownGripping wood grain and riding on chromeSprinkling game everywhere that I goCause all these horny girls want to fuckNow I was old school riding, slamming my doorsReclining, shining like a pimp s'posedLife ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows[Verse 1 - Big K.R.I.T.]Now I got more than your amountWhat's in your account?Young Krizzle the newest out the southSo it's going downI think you a hater if you can't see that I'm playaWith this evil major leaguer and these fuschia alligatorsShawty got me fucked upI'm never slipping, never trickingFor no treats that ain't for free up on these streets if it ain't HalloweenAnd why these boppers on my dick, I swear they trying to fuck my whipBobbing cause my paint was candy sour apple greenI pull the baddest broads up out they drawers and barely waveIf you ain't winning in this game, then you've barely playedIf you ain't buying what you want, then you barely paidDidn't see me hiding, you can barely hate[Hook - Big K.R.I.T.]Now I was doing it big, all on my ownGripping wood grain and riding on chromeSprinkling game everywhere that I goCause all these horny girls want to fuckNow I was old school riding, slamming my doorsReclining, shining like a pimp s'posedLife ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows[Verse 2 - Big K.R.I.T.]I got everything you want, everything you needDamn right, I'm the coldest nigga out, you liable to freezeNever ever bring your girl around, she liable to leaveShe ain't never been around a pimp, she was dying to seeI'm mouthpiece at his primeThe flyest of the freshest that was freshest of the flyI'm majoring in pimping, I'm just rapping on the sideFor the Benz with the trim and the teriyaki tiresAnd a plane that don't take off if I don't rideOh so live, like Pay-Per-ViewLet me show you what paper doMake her pop it and drop it, slide back and forth like a fader doMy bezel is incredible, swear my vessel was hater-proofOnly me, myself and I is who I cater to[Hook - Big K.R.I.T.]Now I was doing it big, all on my ownGripping wood grain and riding on chromeSprinkling game everywhere that I goCause all these horny girls want to fuckNow I was old school riding, slamming my doorsReclining, shining like a pimp s'posedLife ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows[Bridge - Big K.R.I.T.]I'd rather be with you-oo, yeahSaid I'd rather be with youI'd rather be with you-oo, yeahSaid I'd rather be with you, ooh[Hook - Big K.R.I.T.]Now I was doing it big, all on my ownGripping wood grain and riding on chromeSprinkling game everywhere that I goCause all these horny girls want to fuckNow I was old school riding, slamming my doorsReclining, shining like a pimp s'posedLife ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows
Big K.R.I.T. - American Rapstar (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/9fvj0erv61fh[Intro]An A&R once told me"You can determine the worth of a song within 15 seconds of it playing"With complete and utter lack of the factThat it takes takes all 3 minutes and 40 seconds of a songTo comprehend what I'm sayingIt ain't a single if it don't flyIt ain't a hit if it don't rideNow he couldn't tell me the components of a smashBut the ringtones were their all-time highAnd a rappers only as big as his chain, the flashier the better[Hook]They say "money make the world go round"You never lost til you lose your crownAnd they don't love you till you're under groundOr when you're maxing out your bank accountYeah, you do it all just to live the lifeEven if it means you don't live it rightAnd even if it means you don't survive the nightBut if even if you do you won't survive the hypeOf an American rapstar[Verse 1 - Big K.R.I.T]Push it to the limit (Why?)Just to get up high with a wood grain kitted?Ride around town like I never lived in itGun in my dash, pray I never kill with itI'm that real with itGot my eyes on the prizeBills still due, motherfuck 9-5Searching for a freak that wanna fuck once or twiceWanna buy a bottle but I ain't paid my tithesThis ain't no lie, I got a vision and a masterplanTo hit the block and blow up like a TalibanI make it where the plane never have to landI make it where them lames never stand a chanceShit, you'll never know, only time'll tellYou either starve or you find the scaleYou either buying or you tryna' sellYou either fall or you grind the rails[Hook]They say "money make the world go round"You never lost til you lose your crownAnd they don't love you till you're under groundOr when you're maxing out your bank accountYeah, you do it all just to live the lifeEven if it means you don't live it rightAnd even if it means you don't survive the nightBut if even if you do you won't survive the hypeOf an American rapstar[Verse 2 - Big K.R.I.T]So watch me get it how I liveWaiting on my moment, screaming fuck how they feelDodging jail cells and them pigs down to killThey shot Oscar Grant swear it gave a nigga chillsLets keep it real, if you ain't looking keep your eyes closedWill I pay what I owe? Only God knowsI ain't for sure, give me strength just to change what I can'tAnd understand the difference between a nigga and the King that I amGotta keep ya finger on the triggerPac died, Biggie died, they ain't found a killerMomma say she worried 'cause I rap about the GovernmentAnd how the Church caked other people out there struggling (its real though)I just call it how it is, folkI'm breathing for a reason, what you here for?They got it where the villains who we cheer forCause they murdered all the heroes[Hook]They say "money make the world go round"You never lost til you lose your crownAnd they don't love you till you're under groundOr when you're maxing out your bank accountYeah, you do it all just to live the lifeEven if it means you don't live it rightAnd even if it means you don't survive the nightBut if even if you do you won't survive the hypeOf an American rapstar
Big K.R.I.T. - My Sub (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/c5r9iwc7i8ih[Hook]My sub, my sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my subYeah let my trunk knock till the tape popMy rims chop chop, while the bass dropYeah let my trunk knock till the tape popMy rims chop chop, while the bass drop[Verse #1]OK I pull up and my partners ask me "Krizzle where you sub at?Hey fuck them tweeters they ain't beaten, get yo sub back"So I push my pedal to the metal to my cuz houseHe owed me money, "fuck that bread, just set your sub out"I fly like jets, that candy wet, I'm finna fuck wit hoesE.q. these settin's in my Chevy 'till my trunk explodeMaybe I'm bumpin', maybe I'm trippin', Maybe I'm feelin' good!Either way I'm quakin', shakin' wakin' up the folk in my neighborhoodStill hit the scene and whip, pour it up in my cup and sipNever be where them white folk at cuz the laws over there they bound to tripLift it up in my trunk and bump, saw a lame and I hit the trunkPop that shit like twice for real, niggas gon' feel my wheels of steelChopping these vogues too, congrats when I roll throughBack to the backwood where I ride clean like I'm supposed toForever whipping on, leather guts with plenty chromeKnocking pictures down till I get homeI put that on my sub[Hook]My sub, my sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my subYeah let my trunk knock till the tape popMy rims chop chop, while the bass dropYeah let my trunk knock till the tape popMy rims chop chop, while the bass drop[Verse #2]Now usually, I dont disturb the peaceBut I'mma wake you if you sleepWith that quake, that bass, that beatTwo miles per hour on creepSmoke make it hard to seeWhen I'm swangin' down, I mean bangin' downI ain't playin' around wit no freaksI gotta shake junt in my trunkTell my DJ bring it backTurn it up all the way to the maxTill that old school Chevy frame crackMy partner hit me up like he need a rideBut I can't hear him eitherSaid he got some bags and that's kinda sadCause there's only room in here for my speakersBut I'm riding out, like I don't know what he talking boutBesides he always hating when I'm bassingTelling me to turn it downOut of line, and that's outta boundsBother me when I'm ridin' 'roundHell, I just wanna hear the lows, shitI just wanna shake the ground!Lay it down in the parking lotTurn it up outside the clubCan't tell if shawty really digging meShe can shake or she loves the subMight be the best but I can dig it thoughShe vibrate, gyrateAnd swear that's the reason I did it forI put that on my sub[Hook]My sub, my sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub!My sub, my subYeah let my trunk knock till the tape popMy rims chop chop, while the bass dropYeah let my trunk knock till the tape popMy rims chop chop, while the bass drop
Big K.R.I.T. - Rotation (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/wayutix0ngxy[Hook]Old school when I ride, forever sky highWorkin wood wheel, when the sun outsideI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tiresNot a care in the world, me and my girlCandy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirlI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires[Verse 1]Now this could be one of those daysI chop on my blades, leave my worries behindJust pretend that I'm paidDo it big, do it large, on the boulevardGet a cig of some cess, pushin' candy carsI did some thangs for that Chevy mayneRestored the frame, blew the brains, out on everythingI ain't ashamed, scooped my dame cause she down to rollSince way before, don't touch my screens or my radio (say what?)She know the score[Hook]Old school when I ride, forever sky highWorking wood wheel with the sun outsideI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tiresNot a care in the world, me and my girlCandy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirlI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires[Verse 2]Now this could be one of those daysParlay and I ball, turning necks til they break, outside of the mallGoing in going hard like a superstarBreak the bank full tank take me super farI swang and bang, sittin' heavy mayneHoggin' lanes candy paint never leave a stainLet it rain hydroplane but I'm ridin' slowEyes closed, Etta James keep me on my toes (Say what?)Can't let her go[Hook]Old school when I ride, forever sky highWorkin wood wheel, when the sun outsideI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tiresNot a care in the world, me and my girlCandy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirlI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires[Bridge]Wheels on the slab go round and round, round and round, round and roundThe wheels on the slab go round and round, round and round, round and roundScreens in the slab fall down and down, down and down, down and downThe screens in the slab fall down and down, down and down, down and down[Hook]Old school when I ride, forever sky highWorkin wood wheel, when the sun outsideI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tiresNot a care in the world, me and my girlCandy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirlI'm just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires
Big K.R.I.T. - Dreamin (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/wkpwe4s2fi5lOfficial Video here: youtube.com/watch?v=zdjjz0JlvZ0Old school flowYo, yo, yo, yoThey used to sayThey used to sayThis rap shit[Hook]They used to say (He's dreamin)They used to say (He's dreamin)This rap shit (is not for real)This rap shit (is not for real)They used to say (He's dreamin)They used to say (He's dreamin)This rap shit (is not for real)This rap shit (is not for real)[Big K.R.I.T - Verse 1]Yeah I remember it so clearlyRappin' to my pop about the cars and the clothesShrimp and the lobster that I heard aboutLike word of mouthThe UGK tape and Scarface will turn ya outI was like 13 thirsting for a good beatScoping for a studio talkin' bout I spit heatLike Ball & G, on that pimp type shitThree 6 had me crunk on that late night tip[Hook]They used to say (He's dreamin)They used to say (He's dreamin)This rap shit (is not for real)This rap shit (is not for real)They used to say (He's dreamin)They used to say (He's dreamin)This rap shit (is not for real)This rap shit (is not for real)[Big K.R.I.T - Verse 2]I played ball for a minute, did I mention wasn't in itWriting rhymes on my glove so I will never forget emHad to quit it, didn't feel it back in high schoolRather write poems, known for flowing, thats what I doCouldn't be little Zac forever, peace to my big brotherFollow ya dreams baby, thats word to my grandmotherWhen I hear the streets tappin', my beats kickin' my flowI overhear the same shit they always say before (he's dreaming)[Hook][Big K.R.I.T - Verse 3]I told them call me KRIT, they told me change my nameDon't be alarmed if you don't make it, thats just part of the gameBesides I ain't rapping about dope nor did I sell itI guess the story of a country boy just ain't compellingA&R's searching for a hit, I just need a mealCouldn't afford to pay the rent, but passed up on the dealCause, it wasn't right sometimes you gotta wade the stormIn a class of my own, but I was scared to raise my armLike, this my dream, this my life, I sacrificed it allExcept my soul in the firm belief there is a GodWatching out, when all the others used to doubtFelt my pain and pointed down and said "Son, your time is now"I think my grandma pulled some strings on the lowThats between her and the lord I'll never knowFor those that caught me in the Spin, in Complex magazine, XXL, the Vibe and whatever inbetweenIt's safe to say that dreams come true I guessDon't let nobody tell ya, try for yourselfJust know that I was once considered just a dreamerBut I paid my dues and turned so many doubters to believersThey used to sayThey used to sayThey used to sayThey used to say[Hook]He's dreamin, he's dreamin, it's not for real, it's not for realHe's dreamin, he's dreamin, it's not for real, it's not for real[Outro]I don't care if it is a dream I've got to believe in something I loveWhat can I do, what have I got to loseYou know sometimes dreams do come trueMight as well be a dream, dream, dream
Big K.R.I.T. - R4 Theme Song (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/fm3wrr3v2b13[Hook]Refrain from bein lame, say it like you mean itGet up of your feet like it's the first time you've seen itMusic is my bitch, let nothing come between us, can't no one do it better ho, it's the return forever, forever, forever, forever ,forever, forever, forever, forever, forever... ...[Big K.R.I.T.: 1st Verse]They hollerin' bout time, that's what they told meYou want this money don't be scared ho show meOld school, I'm pushin hella flatsI'm workin wheels, crackin seals, breakin pro's backsNever change, I can't be HollywoodI'm way too country, plus I'm bumpin' in my neighborhood5th wheel, comin out hardCause all I wanted was some rims on the candy car3rd coast, now what you know about itI keep it trill, never slippin' you should never doubt itPimp tight, picture perfect frame, never trickin on these dames, refrain from bein lame[Hook]Refrain from bein lame, say it like you mean itGet up of your feet like it's the first time you've seen itMusic is my bitch, let nothing come between us, can't no one do it better ho, it's the return forever, forever, forever, forever ,forever, forever, forever, forever, forever... ...They hollerin' hold up, look I can't slow it downToo much to prove, if it ain't money I can't come aroundMulti, that's what I'm known forI'm never comfy, came from nothin bitch I want moreDon't play, you know the score fo'realI kept it country, and I've been country even with a dealStill fly, can't keep a player downMainstream is cool but in my heart forever undergroundThank god, make due with what I haveI grew up poor, fuck what you heard I ain't goin backR-4, I'm lettin my nuts hang, never trickin on these dames, refrain from bein lame[Hook]Refrain from bein lame, say it like you mean itGet up of your feet like it's the first time you've seen itMusic is my bitch, let nothing come between us, can't no one do it better ho, it's the return forever, forever, forever, forever ,forever, forever, forever, forever, forever... ...(Now remember, now you've got to go out there and you gotta work like nobody's ever worked before... Can you dig it?)
Big K.R.I.T. - Rise & Shine (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/psh9k0kla3mbRise and shineYou gotta get up get out get somethin...[Verse 1: Big K.r.i.t]Early morning, kinda sleepy, still yawningLog on and, dial toningForever phoning, for a blessingWill you help me get my ass up out the bed and goGod love me cause he said it soDon't look away cause I beg for moreThan I ever ever hadPraying for the future but I'm dealing with the pastMama say I'm worried cause I'm too much like my dadSome things are forever, nothing ever lastLike the rising of the sun or when big mama passedTime travel fast, search and you shall findThe wake from yo slumber, open up yo blinds[Hook:Big K.r.i.t]Rise and shine!"The latest I can be was on time"You gotta get up get out and get somethingWhy rest when all the world runningRISE AND SHINE!"If life is a dream why sleep at all"Nothing ever come to those that just waitDon't ever lose sight of your goals just keep straight[Verse 2: Big K.r.i.t]The early bird gets the worm, you live and you learn(I been waiting on my chance) well you gotta wait your turnTo who it may concern, ain't much time leftGotta fight to the death for my familyM.J. baseline they can't handle meSlam dunk hang time like a canopyTired sitting on the couch(Watching celebs pout about the troubles of a million dollar house)So tell 'em I'm out on my grizzlyPut'cha lighters in the air if you feel meI ain't lying it's the timeTo wake up, wipe ya eyesRise and shineUh, yo, yoFree yo mindYo, yo, yo, yo, yo[Hook: Big K.r.i.t]Rise and shine!"The latest I can be was on time"You gotta get up get out and get somethingWhy rest when all the world runningRISE AND SHINE!"If life is a dream why sleep at all"Nothing ever come to those that just waitDon't ever lose sight of your goals just keep straightRise and shine!
Big K.R.I.T. R4 (Intro) (Prod. by Big K.R.I.T.) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/iyo5dr2uzgsf[Intro - Big KRIT]Hey hey nowHey man, it's always good to see you my brotherGood to see all of y'allYeah, I called this meeting today to discuss a matter at handThere's a movement we got going onI know a lot of yall may have heard of itIt's called the R4, or return of 4evaAnd you know, it's not easy to talk about itIf you can dig it, but if you just check you might catch my drift[Verse 1 - Big KRIT]It's when the lights get dim and the people get quietWilding waiting on changePeople standing in line for hours at a timeJust to see you hit the stageYou got a feeling that you never really felt beforeDeep down in ya gutThat's when the DJ hit the replay in the trackJust to make em turn it upNow the crowd starts chanting everybody franticYa know that ya runnin behindThe promotor sold way too many tickets for the venueHe might just shut it downSo they so they rush backstage likeYou gotta go on, you gotta go right nowAnd you pass your drank to the broad with the dankLike baby girl hold that downThen they hand you a mic that's all you needPeek out the curtain now you seeWave of people screamin, eagerTo tell them a story that will set them freeLet them be a new generation of rebelsAnd that there my friend, is how you beginThe return of 4eva*alarm goes off*Ayo, Krit!Ay, cuz!Man, cut that fucking alarm off cuz!It's too fucking early in the morning for that shit!Get up! Goddamn!
Jet Life - Prayer (Ft. Curren$y & Mary Gold) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/gfirdgsoa5zu
Jet Life - I Cant Stop (Ft. Curren$y) (Prod. by Sledgren) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/65xch1279p76[Intro]I'm up in this bitchI'm up with your bitchIt's 4 AM in this bitch[Hook x2]I ride by and them bitches wave, but girl, I can't stopI ride by and them boppers wink, but girl, I can't stop[Verse 1]I'm up in this bitch, in this bitchI'm up with your bitch, with your bitchIt's 4 AM in this bitch, in this bitchWe gon' fuck again in this bitch, in this bitchYou by yourself in the cribStressing about where she is, who she's withShe after me cause I'm rich, cause I'm richTryna outsex me and shit, doin' tricksI'm not impressed by this shit, not a bitSeen it before, yes I did, one more 'gainI'm in that '76 bumpin' PimpI'm on my way to the chips[Hook x2]I ride by and them bitches wave, but girl, I can't stopI ride by and them boppers wink, but girl, I can't stop[Verse 2]Alright, I'm ridin' around, ridin' aroundFerrari low to the ground, on the groundI do my thing in the town, I get downCome through smellin' like a pound, yeah, I'm loudHighed up, lookin' down on them clownsAnd them hoes at home, where's my crown?Can't stay if you don't pay me, babyMy passion is paper, for you I ain't got no patience, babyGive you the smash of your life, and then I'm skatin', babyWanna see me again? Have that cash waitin', babyShit...[Hook x2]I ride by and them bitches wave, but girl, I can't stopI ride by and them boppers wink, but girl, I can't stop
Jet Life - Crawfish (Ft. Corner Boy P & Fiend) (Prod. by Thelonius Martin) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/xcf9vkdow6au
Jet Life - On My Job (Ft. Fiend & Juvenile) (Prod. by RJ2) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/h6vogmjoh1mt
Jet Life - Bando (Ft. Deelow) (Prod. by Monsta Beatz) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/fsd0fwroxk50
Jet Life - Right Now (Ft. Curren$y & Young Roddy) (Prod. by Sledgren) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/4bsxd64dlco8
Jet Life - She Got It Too (Ft. Deelow & Corner Boy P) (Prod. by Monsta Beatz) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/kdxh0z98mypi
Jet Life - Role Model (Ft. Fiend, Young Roddy, & Casso) (Prod. by Drum Gang) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/mzimxtkz6ntp
Jet Life - I Kno What Im Doin (Ft. Young Roddy) (Prod. by Monsta Beatz) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/xqq7zwszcogi
Jet Life - Showroom 2 (Ft. Curren$y) (Prod. by Cardo) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/6873ygd8ed51[Intro: Currensy]Give me one from the topLalalalaSeventy miles per hour, you aint settin' nothing like this once[Verse 1: Curren$y]Bitch if you get in here, you can't smoke bluntsMy flow sick they say my pockets got the mumpsG-Pen flavors, OG Wax and lumpsDashboard, twelve gauges, momma no pumpCar talk, I got what them bitches wantI bust their eye's when I arrived out frontSky high, took it out I had to jumpBut really tho', we hella low, scrapin' speedbumpsNow momma, don't front like you ain't coming overYou remember last time, you kept cumming over and overSeveral times, next thing you knew, it was morningWanted to call work, tell them you wasn't goingBut I told you, like I tell all of 'emLess huggin' mo hustlin', build a money mountainPut a bid on top and we gon' fuck inI show you what's up then?Waterfalls in our backyard, we let the mermaids swimDock it in[Hook: Curren$y]Show 'em better than I could tell 'emThey gon' feel meShow 'em better than I could tell 'emThey gon' feel meShow 'em better than I could tell 'emThey gon' feel meNigga's I came up with switching upSay they gon' kill meBut I don't give a fuck sincerelyLalalala, lalalalala, lalalala[Verse 2: Curren$y]Show 'em better than I could tell 'em, they gon'Nigga's I came up with switching up, say they gon'Riding through the streets hustlers getting paid onStart shinin', all of the ladies look your way homesNigga's high 'till we die, we gon' stay blazin'Smoking more for our loved one's after they goneFool ride through the street, hustlers just getting paid onStart shining too bright, you'll be the one to hate onThey stole the homie Lil Snupe, I'm still feeling played homesTear drops and weed ashes as I'm dealing with this madnessLalalala, Lalalala, Lalalala[Hook: Curren$y]Show 'em better than I could tell 'emThey gon' feel meNigga's I came up with switching up say they gon' Fuck emLet me hear that
Jet Life - Winners Never Lose (Ft. Corner Boy P) (Prod. by Bizness Boy) Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/a7owykl5ersl
Jet Life - Grizzly (Ft. Curren$y & Young Roddy) (Prod. by AJ Beats) with Lyrics! Unfortunate One 2013-08-09 | Twitter: @DoubleG559IG: @doubleg559Download here: http://www.sharebeast.com/x9jarfzlf8th[Verse 1 - Young Roddy]Guess who is ..., bitch?You can smell and blow my clothes, I relapse, bitchThis one for my homies super trapping in that trap bitchWho try to go get itPush that paddle to the max, bitch!But if it's about some business, tell them, "hit me on my jack!"I'm a self made man, I never had the piggy bagLike Paul Pierce, I'm the true, no lying in these raps.. all of your crackReal nigga with my brother, I split my last.True stoner every morning smoking on that gasSuccess ain't on my pay way, I got them haters smash.I'm only catching flights to catch them feelings smack fastSo bitch ass niggas probably talk behind my back!Gold digging bitches trying to get keys to my penSorry, never that, nice try, but never that, hoeTrying not to make a sound, tripping out that bag though... but I got my eye on the millyTwisting up that killer, got my fingertip stickyI thought that chick was with me, trying to stick me for my ...Always got a feeling, she was trying to catch me slippingHook:I get you're on a grizzly too,Fat ass, pretty faceShawty, she a killer!Fat ass, pretty faceShawty, she a killer!Damn, I guess she on the grizzly too!Fat ass, pretty faceShawty, she a killer!Damn, I guess she on the grizzly too![Curren$y - Verse 2]One for the money, two for the bitchesCame back to hustle, cause momma on the grizzlyI f them niggas fall far, then she pick up them BenjiesNiggas are supporters, escort them through the corridorsAnd they don't never... feel the aura, hoe!...my set is a horror showWhole type behavior, correct it, whenever the real steppingSwear she got that pimp scent off me.That's the smell of that money and that killing in the cold with meBitches calling me daddy, got me feeling quiet fatherly.I'm bossing these streets, checking my financial gamesQuarterly, profit large and increase largelySmall days bitches is on meAware of my growth, my net, my game and I reverse itI met your throw bitch this game,Are you on my grind? I'm double time on mineHook:Check that fat ass, pretty faceShawty, she a killer! (life!)Fat ass, pretty faceShawty, she a killer!Damn, I guess she on the grizzly too!Fat ass, pretty faceShawty, she a killer!Damn, I guess she on the grizzly too!
