Young Thug – MLK Lyrics

Hey
Whole lot of M’s on me, hey
Big body Benz on me, hey
Ride Bentley trucks on E, hey
Bless you sneeze on me, hey
Lamborghini luxury (luxury)
Lamborghini merch on me (merch)
Lamborghini Merci’, Merci’
Lamborghini murk-a, murk-a
Lamborghini wife with me, hey
Lamborghini price increased, hey
Ayy, 400 bitches (hey) way I live (that’s the way I live, hey)
You just said free my bro (hey) now he back on in the Pen (hey)
You ain’t ever cracked a seal (hey) then you got a deal
Pour that Actavis
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I was havin’ a dream
I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
[Verse 3: Trouble]
It wasn’t like you had my back, no (no)
Homie you not have a whole spine
Didn’t ever wanna admit to the fact
That your baby boy was contemplatin’ dyin’
In the dream, yeah, I done seen you cryin’
Dream don’t compare to what I done seen (yeah)
They tried to kill me for nothin’ (lived though)
Tell her yeah she got it bussin’ (brrt)
Think about everybody else
I think once to myself, I think once to myself (not one time)
Only blamma to the left (damn) I’m up in the booth by myself
Never came for the fame, no (no)
I’m the same nigga, the same goals (same one)
Niggas hatin’ for these lame hoes
Put that pussy on me, she been tamed though (pussy)
[Verse 4: Shad da God]
Actavis got me dreamin’, Martin Luther (What you say?)
Rolls Royces and diamonds, they wet like coochie (they lucky, wow)
Boo right here sittin’ with a K full of kick like Bruce Lee
And I, ah, ah, jewelry, I got a line on that jewelry
Bitch on that, ayy, ayy, Malcolm X, tryna shoot me (shoot, shoot)
Screamin’ that, uh, got babies in that dually cruiser (woo)
You juugin’, you blessed, at your scene, blew bankroll like usual (bankroll)
They chasin’ the belt, I’m goin’ so fast it look like they’re in neutral (skrrt)
I was havin’ some lean
She wanna play with that Charlie Sheen
Put that bitch on a bean (hollup)
She steady dreamin’ ’bout lots of tings, she want lots of tings
Yeah I’m smokin’ a bag and killed that cat like curiosity
All night I buy some rings and swear by me
Cut [Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
Oh no, hold on, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I was havin’ a dream
I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I was just rollin’ the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
I ain’t give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
I pray to God I die in my sleep
I pray my deaf brother don’t run into the police
‘Cause you tellin’ him to put his hands up, he can’t hear
Ain’t goin’ for deceased
These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head lice, don’t it? Come here, gon’ tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
Spent all my tour money on the ring
Told ’em, “Go ‘head, get everything they fuckin’ see,” yeah
I grew my shit like I’m Mad Dog
I got a white and a black dog
I swear now that he’s on Adderall
Look in my face, I’m on Adderall
Shawty more P than a Madden ball
Suck on that cat, I’m the baddest, dawg
This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
Yeah gon’ pop a bean, join me
Fairfax, we shoppin’ spree, on me
Hundred thousand dollars and mixin’ leans, on me
You better not have to OD on me, ayy
Let’s go to people town
Put somethin’ in your account, bae
Now you don’t need me around, yeah
She want me to play and I ain’t with it
Yeah, gon’ gon’ ring around
Sing to her like Sean Garrett
I know my woes ready (my woes)
Tell me your card info (card info)
She don’t got no ego
Loosen up her backbones (her backbones)
Bendin’ her hardwood floors (woah)
Pussy wonderful (wonderful)
Uh, I came from rags to riches (woah)
She don’t got time to clash with bitches
She buyin’ bags for bitches
I’m ’bout to spazz, just listen
I don’t finish last, I win it, huh (win)
I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah
I bought a Jag with a Hemi, ayy
I throw a flag on these bitches, ayy
I wrapped up the last of these bitches
Foreign tags and American
Bring me a milli’, I’ll marry her, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I was havin’ a dream
I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
Black diamonds, Black History Month
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
My dream just started workin’
Come ride with me and it’ll be gifts and curses
I see you… drinkin’ syrup, I see you workin
I see you…
I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me
You can sit a cup on it and you can bid on it
Real pimp, no jabroni, I’m not gon’ sit on it
Tour around the whole wo-o-orld, Bands on me
Got a whole lot of M’s on me, ya dig?

21 Savage – Nothing New

Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I’m cutthroat
I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can’t vote
Poppin’ Percocets to kill the pain, I can’t cope
Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes
Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke
Breakin’ down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope
They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke
Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin’ at
Same place where the best chicken gettin’ fried at
Same place where the police killin’, tellin’ lies at
It ain’t just the babies, man, I swear the mama’s cryin’ now
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama on that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols
I’m tryna feed my family, I ain’t being political
You ain’t givin’ out money then they look at you pitiful
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon’ shoot up your Sprinter
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can’t wait ’til December
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon’ shoot you on camera
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin’ to a bandana
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle
Loading up his chopper, he gon’ show ’em Black Lives Matter
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama on that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too
Shit gettin’ outrageous
Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages
Young, black, poor, ain’t had a father since a baby
Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement? Why you think we ridin’ ’round with choppers off safety?

Young Dro – Basqquiat (feat. London Jae)

[Pre-hook: Young Dro]
Turn it
Bitch pop it, get cheddar
Stupid ice (Water, water)
Louboutins on my feet (fleet, fleet)
Baller, baller
Ferragamo Gucci Louis (Pressure, pressure, pressure)
I can brick it, I can flip it (Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir)

[Chorus: London Jae]
I got two bitches wit me and it going my way
I got two pistols on me and I’m gunning my way
On a perk and a [??] gettin’ mo’ [??]
Got it made in the sha[??], gettin’ money my way

[Verse 1: Young Dro]
Gettin’ brain in the chevy while the motor runnin’
In the club on the gas, smell it all up on me
Bitch back up on me, got that Rollie on me
Tell your partner quit watchin’, got the .40 on me
Then pop a dose, eatin’ ge[??] every day
Benihana wit’ lil mama, double white steak
In a Tesla, blowin’ pressure, bumpin’ [??] King
Martin Luther King, I’m Mr. everything
[??], I got hoes, red bottom toes
I got hoes in the phone, they’re my autumn hoes
Every week switch the paint, that’s the baller code
Chopper, chopper, chopper, chopper
Sneeze, whiping nose
Dro pop and get cheddar

[Pre-Hook: Young Dro]
Bitch pop it, get cheddar
Stupid ice (Water, water)
Louboutins on my feet (fleet, fleet)
Baller, baller
Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (Pressure, pressure, pressure)
I can brick it, I can flip it (Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir)

[Chorus: London Jae]
I got two bitches wit me and it going my way
I got two pistols on me and I’m gunning my way
On a perk and a [??] gettin’ mo’ [??]
Got it made in the sha[??], gettin’ money my way

[Verse 2: Young dro]
Range Rover, take my truck in a safari
Test the roads with the ‘Rari
My lil’ btich look like Barbie
Fuck [??], we go to Hardys
Sniper rifle, don’t start me
[??] Benz, no car key
Clean whip, same color Bacardi
I’m riding round bumpin’ Paul McCartney
Oysters, large squids, shark meat
I’m saucy and I’m elegant bitch, pardon me
I’m really a killer, thriller manilla
Look how I did ’em, come to a world Basquait art meet
I’m really a chief, what kind of beef you want with Dro?
[??]

[Pre-Hook: Young Dro]
Bitch pop it, get cheddar
Stupid ice (Water, water)
Louboutins on my feet (fleet, fleet)
Baller, baller
Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (Pressure, pressure, pressure)
I can brick it, I can flip it (Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir)

[Chorus: London Jae]
I got two bitches wit me and it going my way
I got two pistols on me and I’m gunning my way
On a perk and a [??] gettin’ mo’ [??]
Got it made in the sha[??], gettin’ money my way

Murs – Animals Damnit (feat. Beleaf) (Captain California Album)

This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Ha!
Deep in the jungles
Off of Nicolette
In front of Dorsey High with a marijuana cigarette
At the marketplace, very African
Sippin’ on some liquor that I copped from the Pakistan
Shoelaces, red, gold, green
‘Bout to hit up that parade for the Martin Luther King
Niggas at Louisiana Chicken sat trippin’
Ck shirts on, Anti-Crippin’
Damn
I’m just try’na move these incense
This situation so intense
Still see the families barbecuein’, drill teams
In the middle of the street this is how we do it
This was 9-6 and that was the jam still
Back when niggas banged heavy metal like anvil
Droppin’ off the cliff on the head of that coyote
Gettin’ chased by the blue bird, just like cody
Get it? Forget it
I’m up at autobahn
Walkin’ past people sellin’ jewelry on they front lawn
Seen this rap nigga I used to have beef with
Walkin’ in his tank top like he on some G-Shit
Just got his deal on some Crip wannabe shit
20 years later he was on some MTV shit
Anyways, I’m sidetracked on a tangent
Tryna finish tellin’ you this story
This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Ha!
Saw my homies from my neighborhood comin’ up the street
Dressed in all blue from the head to they feet
They didn’t see me, but I seen them
I try to dip out that’s when I hear the homie Demon he like
"What up Nick, cuz?"
I’m like "Shit, fuck"
These motherfuckers Goddamn
I just don’t understand
Gettin’ caught up with these niggas wasn’t part of the plan
I act like I’m happy to see ’em
I dap ’em up
And in the back of my mind I know they about to act up
"Haaa, what y’all niggas doin’ up here?"
(Nothin’ cuz, heard some enemies was up here)
(You wanna leave Nick?)
(You got a problem?)
(Guess you only kick it with us when you got a problem)
I just had them tools at my school last week
I told them fools they’re trippin’, then they came up there mad deep
A friend in need is a friend indeed
So I tried to distract ’em and I offered ’em some weed
It didn’t work, they seen them dudes at the chicken spot
All them blood niggas standin’ up on the rooftop
Didn’t take long before they spotted us
And any other day they would’ve been done shotted us
Too many people in the street to bear witness
And they all hopped down from the roof with a quickness
I seen one of ’em try to reach in his waist
So Colossus threw a barbecue grill in his face
Sparks flyin’ everywhere, people is screamin’
That’s when two of ’em tried to hop on Demon
And I seen a fist comin’ out of my periphery
And all of the sudden the asphalt got slippery
I got hit
My feet slipped out from under me
Now I’m goin’ down, down, down, like a submarine
Knocked out cold in the middle of Crenshaw
A nigga named Grit got credit for the pinfall
I woke up, slightly concussed in handcuffs
Bleedin’ from my head, I could barely even stand up
Police askin’ me what transpired
When I said I didn’t know they was callin’ me a liar
A call on they radio said shots fired
So they had to let me go ’cause a priority was hired
They drove off, tires screechin’, lights flashin’
Homies pulled up and told me get my ass in
I got to the crib and I got me a ice pack
These niggas wanna smoke right before they go strike back
Now they got jokes, laughin’ cause I got knocked out
I’m happy that I’m home, I give a fuck what they talkin’ ’bout
On the couch with a concussion, niggas clownin’ me but well
It’s better than havin’ a concussion in the county jail
This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
Why y’all niggas can’t handle it?
My gorillas throw gang signs, y’all niggas can’t handle it
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
This an animal’s planet
I got animals dammit
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Tink – Commitment

[Intro]
I feel like we’re in a… different time zone
I wanna work this right
Look

[Verse 1]
I was single for a while
So it’s taking me while
To open up my doors
Been feeling so lost
You don’t know the half of it
Can you ride with me, talk with me
Even if you are busy
Really split your heart with me
I’m at my job
And I need you real bad, bad
Pick me up at 6
I’m squeezing you while we kiss, yeah
Squeezing you while we kiss, yeah
I’ve been numb to my feelings
Feelings don’t really last
Sorry if I repeat what them niggas did in my past
Yeah, you roll a blunt
I twist it and hit it once
You rubbin’ me while I’m high
It’s something that you provide
We catch a movie on the couch
And then we turn it off
I know you hard
But you make me feel real soft
And maybe that’s exactly what I need
Someone that can ease
All my anxieties
Look what you bring
Real love, real joy
We hit the floor
Now we making real noise
And I don’t think you know what you mean in my life

[Verse 2]
Stoned as a mountain
Wetter than a fountain
Told him he gone pay for this pussy
Like his accountant
Keep it real
We can chill
I’m concerned with how you feel
Nothing more
Nothing less
Let me lay under your chest
When you with me I’m impressed
Boy you got it
And you’re blessed
Put your body in my legs when we’re cuddle up
You got my heart
And I hope that you don’t fuck it up
I don’t really let my guard down anymore
Last love hit me
And I’m still pretty sore
Don’t overthink it
I’m thinking better with something new
1 in the morning
You moaning while I’m on top of you

[Verse 3]
Knew it was real when I got to meet his mom
He spend the night
And wake up to it, no alarm
We got a chemistry
A real strong bond
He better listen when I wanna clear my mind
You my therapy
Especially when you stare at me
Only nigga fucking me
Hope that you ain’t judging me
Better half
And there’s no amount of cash
That could ever come between us
Fuck who don’t believe in us
You in my dream like Martin Luther King
Kingsize bed
Making love upon the springs
Spring to the fall
Fall to the winter
I’m so in love
And I hope that you consider
Making me your girlfriend
(Making me your girlfriend)
Making me your girlfriend
I’m ready for commitment

[Hook]
Yeah, yo
Spit for hours ’bout the way you make me feel
You call me up
I hear your voice and get the chills
Don’t overthink it
I’m thinking about you every week
1 in the morning
I’m moaning while you on top of me

[Outro]
You’re real
And I like how you show your emotions
Clear as the ocean
No more lies
No more lies

You’re real
And I like how you show your emotions
Clear as the ocean
No more lies
No more lies

Correy C – Cropout (Salutations Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
Shout to Meez cause he noticed me nigga
Meez
Mittee Gang
Man everybody be asking me like “Correy C. where you been at man?”
You know me, I be working man
I don’t say too much man, I ain’t with that bullshit
I be in the cut man, but it’s ’bout that time now I gotta drop something hot for ya’ll
Legendary Libra Season

[Verse]
Me, me, me and my nigga Meez with the shits now
Me and my nigga Meez, we making hits now
If you ain’t making noise nigga sit now
Correy C. The G, I’m trying to make ’em cripple now
Get the jet, make it back and watch it flip now
Just got me Frito Lay, I’m all about my chips now
You better use your brains before I get it ripped out
It’s like, why the fuck they talking all that shit now
When I came around these niggas they got quiet
I’m with the people, shit, but don’t make me get violent
I feel like Bas cause I’m way too high to riot
We was on the tour, I got the crowd excited
I’m a beast when it comes to the music
I’ma tease little niggas get your rubric
Shout to Durag Meez, always got his rag on
Shout out to Meez cause noticed me, now his tag on
Every song, my tag, ask Meez!
They thought I wouldn’t grow I was the backseat
I never fit in, I was the black sheep
I’m straight from the street, hungry for money I need sum’ to eat
Martin Luther King, I’m making a speech
I don’t mean to preach, I don’t mean to reach
But I gotta teach (teach you little niggas)
I’m not with the bragging, that shit for the weak
I told the bitch don’t have me sitting
She said “I already know the answer”
Correy C. The G, a Legendary Libra working with a Cancer
That’s my nigga Meez
That’s my nigga Cozz
That’s my nigga Tone
These niggas see I’m from the streets, I beat the odds
Now they call my phone
These niggas be all in they feelings
Nigga I ain’t trying to fuck with you
Hey, these niggas is a bunch of crops just trying to get back in the picture

[Outro]
But you got cropped the fuck out you bitch
You cropped the fuck out you bitch
I’m the shit
Now I know you pitch
Cause you got cropped right out the pic
You mad?
You mad?
You mad?