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" Help Me Breathe "
[Future:]
Wheezy outta here
[Young Thug:]
Drop to my knees
Beggin' you, please
Lickin' my teeth
Call the police
I'm searchin' for peace
Nuttin' three or four times
Automatic drapes gonna wake you, no blinds
You're my mommy, yes, I know, ma
Someone call the officer, lift the blouse on her (Ayy)
Skinny dippin' with me and the shoes came first
2020 Bentley and it's all for her (Sheesh)
Keep it pimpin' with me and we both say, "Church" (Woo)
I did Oxycontin for the first time (Yee)
Better hide your wifey, I'm on thirst time
Jewelry on me icy, I'm on surf time
Fall to my knees
[Young Thug & Future:]
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah (Yeah)
You helpin' me to breathe, baby
You helpin' me to (Oh, oh, oh)
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Baby), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Baby), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe
You helpin' me to breathe, baby, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Yeah, yeah, Future Hendrix)
[Future:]
Helpin' me breathe (Yeah, yeah)
You weaken my knees (Yeah, yeah)
Got your Cubans obese
Makin' it hard for you to leave
Popped a pill just to count this money, I been up for a week (Up)
I bought Prada 'cause I'm proud of you to keep it a G (Proud of you), yeah
Cleanin' up fresh new designer, I'm goin' to surf (Surf)
I'll let you hit two cups of lean, then it's church (Two, church)
Brokedown my bells, you were right there baggin' my bowls up (Bag it up)
Some red bottoms for you like it's a dozen of roses (Yeah)
Cop the Eliantte too, top tiers lookin' like boulders (Yeah, yeah)
I'm snatchin' up that coupe for you, put Ferrari on your motor, girl
Snatchin' up that new foreign that pretty girl in the morning
I done tried these shrooms, but you already rollin' (All night)
Took you 'cross the moon, you on the left ('Cross the moon)
When you high, and you jet fly, money storm in
I know you photogenic Monday through Sunday (I can see it)
I'm keepin' my eyes on you, you iconic (Soldier)
[Young Thug & Future:]
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me), yeah (Yeah)
You helpin' me to breathe, baby
You helpin' me to (Oh, helpin' me)
You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe, baby), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Helpin' me to breathe, baby), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe (Breathe), yeah
You helpin' me to breathe, yeah
You helpin' me to breathe, baby (Baby)
You helpin' me to breathe (Don't make me suffer if it's nothin')
[Future:]
Without my heart, there's a chance I could die
I'll help no opp, some chance I could die
I'm gettin' 'bout high as that I'ma touch the sky
Comin' from the projects, most of these bitches shiesty
But you helpin' me to breathe (You helpin' me to breathe)
" Look At Me Now "
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in!
Hahaha
Leggo
Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sippin'
Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missin'
Yeah, yeah, that shit look like a toupée
I get what you get in 10 years in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi
And them suicide doors, hari-kari
Look at me now, look at me now (Oh)
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
Fresher than a muh'fucka
Lil' nigga, bigger than gorilla
'Cause I'm killin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said "On my dick"
I ain't really mean to say "On my dick"
But since we're talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
Ayo, Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rollin'
When you're doin' that thing over there, homie
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let's go!
'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin'
And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win everyday-day (Go)
See, they really really wanna pop me (Blow)
Just know that you will never flop me (Oh)
And I know that I can be a little cocky (No)
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come, a nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it (Woo)
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that
Any little thing a nigga think that he be doin' (Ooh-ooh)
'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da (Damn)
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything
A ba-da-boom, a ba-da-bing, I gotta do a lotta things
That make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I always win and then I gotta get it again and again and then again
And I be doin' it to death
And now I move a little foul, a nigga better call a ref'
And everybody know my style and niggas know that I'm the best
When it come to doing this and I be bangin' on my chest
And I bang in the East and I'm bangin' in the West
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next? (Let's go!)
See the way we on and then we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin'
And we always gotta do it, take it to another place
Gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it (Have it)
Look at me now, look at me now (Oh)
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
Fresher than a muh'fucka
Man, fuck these bitch-ass niggas, how y'all doin'?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance
I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit
No, I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater
Got money on my radar, dressed like a skater
Got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said "shoot 'em", and I said "okay"
If you wanted bullshit, then I'm like, "¡Olé!"
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind
From the bottom I climb, you ain't hotter than mine
(Nope) Not on my time, and I'm not even tryin'
What's poppin', slime? Nothin', five
And if they trippin', fuck 'em, five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive
These niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
CÎROC and Sprite on a private flight
Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my momma's nice, and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild
Been here for a while, I was like, "Fuck trial"
I puts it down, I'm so Young Money
If you got eyes, look at me now, bitch!
Look at me now, look at me now (Ha ha! Oh)
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (Ha ha! Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
I'm fresher than a muh'fucka
Okay
Okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a muh'fu-!
" Tough Love "
Sometimes I get sentimental (sentimental, oh)
And I get all in my head (in my head, oh)
I get caught up in my feelings (I get caught up in my feelings, oh)
And regret the things I said (I said, yeah, yeah)
It's not magic (magic)
Baby, there's no secret to love (no no, no no no no no)
We used to have it, but I just didn't fight hard enough (yeah, enough, enough)
To hold onto you, no, oh yeah (no, yeah)
Still keep thinking 'bout the way you kiss (way you kiss)
And it's way too hard for me not to sit and reminisce (sit and reminisce)
Love is so tough, make the memories hit so hard (hit so hard, so hard)
Hit so hard, make me wanna think back, make me want that old thing back, oh no no no no (think back, old thing back)
I haven't felt this way in years (this way in years)
I want it all to stop now, girl, I hate to dream about you (about you)
'Cause I don't know how I'm gon' live my life without you, it's so hard, I'm almost in tears (without you, in tears)
But this dangerous game, girl, I've have been playing, can't seem to stop (playing, can't seem to stop)
It's not magic (it's not magic)
Baby, there's no secret to love (baby, there's no secret to love, oh, whoa)
We used to have it, but I just didn't fight hard enough (what happened, baby? Enough, enough)
To hold onto you, no, oh yeah
Still keep thinking 'bout the way you kiss (way you kiss)
And it's way too hard for me not to sit and reminisce (sit and reminisce)
Love is so tough, make the memories hit so hard (hit so hard, so hard)
Hit so hard, make me wanna think back, make me want that old thing back, oh no no no no (think back, old thing back)
Oh, oh, no, no, no, oh, make me want that old thing back (thing back)
Making me wanna reach back (reach back)
Send a text, tell me did you read that? (Read that)
I'm tryna vibe out, can you feel that? (Feel that)
It's not magic (magic)
Baby, there's no secret to love (no no no no no)
We used to have it, but I just didn't fight hard enough (yeah, enough, enough)
To hold onto you, no, oh yeah
Still keep thinking 'bout the way you kiss (way you kiss)
And it's way too hard for me not to sit and reminisce (sit and reminisce)
Love is so tough, make the memories hit so hard (hit so hard, so hard)
Hit so hard, make me wanna think back, make me want that old thing back, oh no no no no (think back, old thing back)
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
" Back To Sleep "
I know it's late, I know it's late
And baby I can't focus, focus
I just flew in, in town today
I'm hoping that you notice, did you notice?
I just posted my landing, oh
Wondering if the same old understanding, stands
I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around 'bout 3:30
Usually you done by one, so baby when I wake you up
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl rock you back
Now where you at? Just dropped my bags
I'm coming through to meet ya, oh yeah, to meet ya oh
I know you're almost half asleep but you know I might just need ya
Girl I need ya, oh
Gon' gimme that spare key, oh
But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh
I know you got work pretty early, I'll be around by 3:30
Usually you're done one, so baby when I wake you up
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, don't you talk
Baby just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, rock you
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I know you want me, how you feel me cause you never disagree
So when you wake from your sleep, girl
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep girl
Don't say a word no, girl don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me girl
Fuck you back to sleep girl, and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, fuck you back to sleep girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
" Picture Me Rollin' "
Getting lifted, feeling right
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don't love 'em, and you know I don't cuff 'em, no
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah, aw yeah
Rolled my weed up for the night, I'm tryna smoke, aw yeah
See them clouds, you know we high, too fly, whoa yeah
If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing
That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't mind, oh
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah, aw yeah
All night long, play it if this your song (Everybody sing)
All night long, play it if this your song (Oh)
All night long, play it if this your song (Oh)
All night long, play it if this your song
Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye, from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw yeah, aw yeah
Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
I dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you?
Picture me rollin', aw yeah