| Lyrics | Song | Feat |
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| And we bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin on the bench, but we don't really play | |
| I’m more than just a number Hey, Hey, Hey I doubt you’ll find another Hey, Hey, Hey So every single summer Hey, Hey, Hey I be the one that you remember | |
| I don’t judge her, I don’t judge her, but I could never love her, cause to her I’m just a rapper, and soon she’ll have met another | |
| I'll be there for you, I will care for you i keep thanking you, just don't know | |
| Money just changed everything, I wonder how life without it would go. From the concrete who knew that a flower would grow | |
| Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got Trippin off you cause you had your shot | |
| And I feel like lately I went from top 5 to remaining 5 My favorite rappers either lost it or they aint alive | |
| Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments Faded way too long Im floating in and out of consciousness | |
| I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug | |
| I made mistakes, I made some bread, I even made a way for them to get ahead To my surprise, nobody replacing me Take Care and Carter IV it won't be long 'til they can see the light | |
| What am I doin'? What am I doin'? Oh yeah that's right I'm doin me | |
| Look at where I landed You would think I planned it I'm just doing me and you can never understand it | |
| | Lyrics | Song | Feat |
|---|
| And uh, my real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me | |
| Thank me later yeah I know what I said but later doesn’t always come so instead | |
| Im at the condo just posted watchin Miami kill I might just walk to the arena and watch it for real | |
| Say my name, say my name, wear it out. It's gettin' hot crack a window air it out | |
| Weekend in miami, tryina study by the pool Couple things do, but you always get it done Mighta been a time when I loved her too But you take that away, you always been the one | |
| I don’t think I’m concious of making monsters Outta the women that I sponsor til it all goes bad | |
| So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade As soon I realize that turning papers in won't get me paid | |
| People ask how music is goin’ I heard it pays I just came off makin’ 2 million in 30 days | |
| I'm down for whatever you just lead the way we go to dinner you don't even look at me to pay | |
| Know you got a roommate, call me when it's no one there. Put the key under the mat, and you know I'll be over there | |
| Started of local, but thanks to all the haters I know G4 pilots on a first-name basis | |
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Women's Names Songs 
Opening Rap Lyrics 
Awesomely Bad Songs
