For your eyes only, only for you. Maybe I’m an open book because I know you’re mine,
But you won’t need to read between the lines. The love I know you need in me, the fantasy you’ve freed in me. For your eyes only, only for you. For your eyes only, the nights are never cold. For your eyes only, can see me through the night. You can see so much in me, so much in me that’s new. Only for you, for your eyes only. You really know me, that’s all I need to know. I never felt until I looked at you. You’ll see what no one else can see, and now I’m breaking free. Only for you, only for you. For your eyes only, I never need to hide. Songwriters: Bill Conti / Michael Leeson / Mick Leeson The passions that collide in me, the wild abandoned side of me. For your eyes only, only for you. You see what no one else can see, and now I’m breaking free. For your eyes only, only for you.

We been ready it’s just that our promotion was not
But I can’t blame no one for this, I’m alright with that
Can’t be racist cause I sell too much white for that
So I decided I’ma milk these crackers for all they, milk and crackers
’til I’m rich and these mils don’t matter
Uh, you niggas follow my plot? If not, swallow these shots, Santana swallow your block
I run with enforcers, big dudes and bosses
Black, British and Walter, the phone call’ll cost ya
Keep rolling in them caravans acting
We got big trucks with chrome, Taliban action
Send one up to Jabar, my nigga maxed in
T-Money’s home and he’s never going back in

[Hook: Cam’ron]
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
[Verse 4: Cam’ron]
Yo, yo I swear to God, you’ll think I had a violin the way I fiddle triggers
How you older than me, and still a little nigga? Harlem, my Taliban
Eastside, B’s up
The first and fifteenth
We still going through it
Welfare, medicade (wooo!), the liquor stores
Broadway, 7th, 15th, 40th
Y’all know the struggle
Holla
Roc-A-Fella, woo! The takeover’s now, y’all focused or not? On the first, I hate these chickens
Get their check, hair, nails done, steak and chicken, for they fridge
And they kids fly, I ain’t open friend (not at all)
On the 11th, you gon’ be broke again
Word to Jehovah man
Hoes in they shoes, barking like a Doberman
Coming to see Cam, for some coke again
[Verse 5: Jim Jones]
Shit, it’s the first of the month
Yo, I’m the first on the block for the cycle
With rocks to disperse like, shots from a rifle
See they tainted our image
It’s fucked up the way the game painted our image
They say we dangerous people
Why, because we movin ‘caine to the people
Don’t be the reason I be, aiming this Eagle, my aim’s to get equal
The first and fifteenth’s got some restraints on my people

[Hook: Cam’ron]
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
[Outro: Jim Jones]
Dipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo Status
Killa the Don, Juelz Santana, FREEKEY!! [Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Come on, yo, yo
Ayo my Dipset Taliban, we are not a crew
We’re more like a movement, more like in tuned with
The moon and the stars
Some say I soon will be doomed for them bars
But I could be caught, pissy, clubs, saloons and them bars
The industry think that they grooming a star, nah
I’m more like a thug misproving the odds
Runnin around all crazy, the city, with my goons in them cars
[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
I tell ’em
Wake up, wake up
Gotta go get that cake up, break up
Divide that payroll, ay yo
Go get that ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
Killa, hey bro, holla at Pedro
On the 8-0 in Waco, I tell him lay low, ba’ bro
When I beef, names’ll be said, tools’ll be spread
Two in your head, body be bagged, eulogy read
Dog in the news’ll get read
Cause what I deal with is usually Feds on the first
[Hook: Cam’ron]
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
It’s the first of the month…
Ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo, ya-yo

[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
Yo, now I’m the type of dude, post up sell drugs on your property
Stone cold hustler, ain’t no fucking denying me
I sell drugs in varieties, you want it, I got it
You see it, you like it, we count it, you buy it from me
I’m what the people call a menace to the public society
Fuck ’em I’m riding, my gun on the side of me
Fuck ’em I’m driving, I’m puffing I’m high as can be
I’m speeding, I’m weaving, I’m bugging my eye on the street
Cam signed to the Roc, it’s time that we eat
Harlem’s back, this time it’s for keeps
You rolling or not?

You get ate like fast food (you get ate like fast food)
You won’t walk, you gon’ crawl away like a raccoon (like a fucking raccoon)
Hands in the air like a statue, I will shoot you in a classroom (fucking classroom)
See through you like a glassroom, I nothing to ask you (gang)
1, 2, 3, call Blast for you, the choppa stock detachable (nigga, whatchu wanna do?)
You want beef? [Chorus]
Sh-Sh-She said, "Give me head" bitch, after you (bitch)
Foenem go in first, I go after you (grahh)
Y-Y-You get robbed for your flashy shoes
Bitch, you get robbed for your rackables
[Verse 1]
Ni-Ni-Nigga wanna show his ass like a baboon (like a fucking baboon)
Now he’s a hashtag, now he’s a tattoo (now you’re a tattoo)
Now his bitch’s ass on my dick, bathroom (in the fucking bathroom)
Wanna be a class coon? Just ask dude, number nine on my chest, and my ass dude (gang)
I tote the gat ’cause I have to, you tote it ’cause it’s fashionable (grahh, gang)
Tears in the water unpassable (skirr), we pop out in the afternoon (skirr)
This Gosha international, touch and bullets come after you (pew, pew)
[Chorus]
Sh-Sh-She said, "Give me head" bitch, after you (bitch)
Foenem go in first, I go after you (grahh)
Y-Y-You get robbed for your flashy shoes
Bitch, you get robbed for your rackables
She said, "Give me head" bitch, after you (bitch)
Foenem gon’ go first first, I go after you
Nigga, that Glizzy don’t get passed to you (bitch)
Nigga, you wouldn’t even shoot if you had to shoot

(What?)
We made it out from State, went from all that stressin’
After them chi-chis, writin’ them letters (what else? If you ain’t my mans and we argue, I’m offin’ you
If you hit my trenches with that chain, it’s comin’ off of you
I might buy your bitch a pair of Yeezy’s, they comfortable
Turned my niggas into bosses, that’s what bosses do
Why you niggas askin’ for my number? What else?)
Collect call on them bitches, they intercept us (hey)
I’m from Philly, nigga, but that money long as Broad Street
Four deep, I got floor seats watchin’ ‘Bron ball (‘Bron ball)
Beef with corny niggas, corn beef, we don’t mind y’all (mind y’all)
If it’s really beef, I will find y’all (find y’all)
If that nigga hate, fuck his main and his side broad (and his side broad)
Yes, I bought stress with that work through that mail
We gon’ kill you if you nervous, if you nervous, you might tell (if you nervous, you might tell)
One-thousand three grams, a birdie on the scale (scale)
She got the head like that hoe went to Yale (Yale)
I only fuck if that pussy don’t smell (for real)
I bought that bitch a new purse at Chanel (for real)
I told her hold down this Glock, if it’s real
I’m on probation, I can’t go to jail, no

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley & Meek Mill]
They still prayin’ for my downfall (Free Meek)
I feel ’em prayin’ on my downfall
From the yard to the streets, I’ma stand tall
I won 50 on the Eagles, split it with my dogs
Tell her get the 1s, no money guns, I need this shit thrown right
Private jet when its urgent, gotta get flown right
Brandon Graham from Detroit, nigga, that’s home right
Expensive designers can’t fit big niggas so my clothes type
Persia to [?], now it’s New York to Cali
Rosecrans, the hottest daily, Free G-Weeder, that’s my family
I went platinum, I get paid to be on camera
I’m the only nigga from my generation with a mansion (Free Meek Mill)
Other niggas from my generation dead or in the pen
Still pray for them niggas ’cause some of them my mans
Niggas shot my little brother, I jumped in that van
Now them same niggas won’t breathe again, speak again
I fuck with LeBron but the money tall as Shaq, bitch
Longest Mac bitch, catch this Mac clip
Spend a night with me these bitches gotta get they tracks fixed
I don’t know how long I’ma last in this rap shit
So that deal money gotta invest it in this bag, bitch
Ayy, I wear that glizzy like it’s fashion
A bitch not ’bout to treat my like I’m average
Don’t take this bag if it’s too much for you to manage
Only joke around the circle, don’t let niggas see you laughin’
Ayy, who you lil’ niggas talkin’ to? I don’t fuck with you
Got a nigga from Chicago, he got money too
But that boy’ll still eat your chain like a Lunchable
Rollie on my wrist and it’s fully sprayed
Got these niggas pocket watchin’, they like what he paid
Bitch bad like Beyonce, sippin’ lemonade
With the D’usse they can’t do me ’cause a nigga made

[Outro: Meek Mill & Tee Grizzley]
I know they praying on my downfall (they did)
These niggas prayed on my downfall (they did)
They still praying on your downfall (for real)
I pour a deuce up like I’m John Wall (for real) [Intro: Tee Grizzley & Meek Mill]
These niggas prayed on my downfall (They did!)
These niggas prayed on my downfall
On all ten, bitch, I stood tall (True shit)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I pour the D’Usse like I’m John Wall
Counter-clock the pots up in the kitchen, I need this shit cook crack
I made a milli from rappin’ and I ain’t look back
I brought that Dawn in my hood, they was like, "What’s that?"
They tried to tell me I lost, nigga, I shook that (shook)
Bein’ broke did somethin’ to my soul (soul)
Had a nigga locked down, 23 in the hole (hole)
Touch down, came home, pourin’ Ace up with Hov’ (Hov’)
I done bagged a popstar, put a Wraith on the road
Thank God, ain’t it a blessin’?

[Intro]
Ight come on
Aye
[Verse 1]
I’m turned up on a jolly
I will milly rock on any block fuckin’ Kodak boppin’
I will hit a nigga with that Glock, don’t really do no talkin’
I will Diddy bop on any thot, she suck me ’till she coughin’
I will let it rip on all of y’all, just try me bitch I promise
Call me K, I got to always keep the K cause I got knowledge
I be ballin’ like Pheonix, but they say I’m hooked on phonic
You won’t catch a nigga tweetin’
I be schemin’, I be plottin’
They be leechin’, they be watchin’
She be geekin’ off the molly
Call me K, I got knowledge
Keep the K cause I got knowledge
I be drippin’, I be saucin’
I be limpin’ when I’m walkin’
I’m so fucked up in the noggin’
I be hearin’ bitches talkin’
Since I’m always fuckin’ eatin’ M’s, wet the cutlass candy
You know I don’t fuckin’ give a damn, whack you and your mammy
This is orange, don’t say tangerine cause I will get offended
I want Actavis Promethazine, don’t want that shit you sippin’
And believe me, I ain’t conceited
I’m just chillin’, I’m just livin’
And so what if I’m conceited, that’s just me but that’s my business
Remember I was in a sticky one, reality done hit me
Boy these niggas will make you kill some, they always in they feelings
Nigga what would y’all do, if you could be me for minute
Nigga what would God do, if we can fuckin’ switch positions
Aye repeat what you just said cause I was rollin’ when you told me
Can’t believe what you just said bitch I be [?]
A lil soldier from off Nolia
I can’t stay from out the corner
I don’t care none ’bout these foreigns, I’ll pull up in a ‘Yota
I was raised in a dope hole, posted on the stroll
Put a nigga in a choke hold ‘fore I sell my soul

[Verse 2]
Can’t keep these bitches off me
Now my bitch think I’m trippin’, got her trynna stalk me
Think before I do the shit, false move a culprit
Got plans for tomorrow, been a man and [?]
I don’t know you bitch, let me get your social
Got a power stayin’ bulker and another on commercial
I would rather hit the fuckin’ plug before I go commercial
Stop that tweet, I’ll murk you
I be geekin’ like I’m Urkle
Crackers came and got my uncle and he went in in December
I’m a come through bouncin’ in that orange, you’ll think I’m Tigger
Project baby, grew up in the park, you can call me Tigger
It’s whatever, I’ll rock a fella, and I’m on a jigga
If I ever meet Erykah Badu, I’ma fuck her
If I ever see you, out in public, I’ma touch you
Threw a meat, stayin’ busta free, I’ll bust a busta
In a busted bus, nigga, my interior peanut butter
Shawty said that that my kid, prolly is cause I was beatin’ her
Prolly not, it prolly is, really think that I’ll feed her
I was in the DMV and I was runnin’ up to meter
Settin’ trends, goin’ Super Saiyan, whipped out like Vegeta
In a stolo smokin’ reefer, rockin’ Polo in Adidas
Ridin’ olo with the Nina, I don’t know no nigga meaner

[Intro]
Hey
Hey I know I’m hot
And you not, hah
[Chorus]
All these niggas say they hot, shit you must not heard of Glock
Mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play ’bout his guap
And ever since a tot I been playin’ ’round with them blocks
Close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
Pipe down lil nigga, you ain’t hot
I just left the lot, yeah you know I gets a lot
Very large amounts, yeah you know what I’m about
No we don’t play around, get ’em in and get ’em out
[Verse 1]
Goddamn all this water got me drowning
VVS’s, forty thousand my medallion
I been fly bitch, I don’t need no pilot
Every time I’m Gucci’d down, I be styling
Racks for my shirt, belt, and shoes, I’m fresher than you
Just pulled up in the coupe, had the kids like ooh
No I don’t wear no Trues, but my pockets on Buddha
My chopper got a cooler, pull up, we bust your medula
Goddamn Lil Glock, you too hot
How you rack your bands and get another drop? Why the fuck you go and get another charm? How you put all of them diamonds in your watch? [Chorus]
All these niggas say they hot, shit you must not heard of Glock
Mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play ’bout his guap
And ever since a tot I been playin’ ’round with them blocks
Close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
Pipe down lil nigga, you ain’t hot
I just left the lot, yeah you know I gets a lot
Very large amounts, yeah you know what I’m about
No we don’t play around, get ’em in and get ’em out
[Verse 2]
Same young nigga riding ’round with them rounds
You just the same nigga riding ’round talking down
Naw we don’t play around, turn your smile into a frown
Make my niggas clear the crowd
Run in when them guns sound (gang shit)
Ah shit, breaking news, he got hit with the tool
They came up on the block and then they popped him and got loose
They came up on the block and then they sweeped it like a broom
I came up off the block then turned all my rocks into jewels, bitch
[Chorus]
All these niggas say they hot, shit you must not heard of Glock
Mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play ’bout his guap
And ever since a tot I been playin’ ’round with them blocks
Close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
Pipe down lil nigga, you ain’t hot
I just left the lot, yeah you know I gets a lot
Very large amounts, yeah you know what I’m about
No we don’t play around, get ’em in and get ’em out

[Intro]
Lil Purpp, aye this shit sound Smokepurpp as fuck
Lil Purpp bless yo trap
Oh my God, Ronny
[Chorus]
Damn, I geek a lot, I geek a lot and a lot
I’m off the Xan, pour the Wok
And I got VVS diamonds my watch
Stop tryin’ come in my spot
I want the brain, want the top
Tell one to come in my spot
I’m off the bean, not the Wok
[Verse]
Wait, yeah I got rich
I could just fuck any bitch
Smokin’ on thoink with yo bitch
She say my gas really hit
Big choppas, ride with mad yoppas
She see the racks on the floor and she hop on my dick like she was a grasshopper
Gucci my kicks, I got designer from head to my kicks
Even my pants are designer, they Rick
Walk in the mall and spend a lil’ brick
I’m off the Xan and I’m off the drank
Look at my Backwood it’s full of that stank
Diamonds just water, they came from a tank
I pop a bean and get racks at the bank

[Chorus]
Damn, I geek a lot, I geek a lot and a lot
I’m off the Xan, pour the Wok
And I got VVS diamonds my watch
Stop tryin’ come in my spot
I want the brain, want the top
Tell one to come in my spot
I’m off the bean, not the Wok
Damn, I geek a lot, I geek a lot and a lot
I’m off the Xan, pour the Wok
And I got VVS diamonds my watch
Stop tryin’ come in my spot
I want the brain, want the top
Tell one to come in my spot
I’m off the bean, not the Wok

Money made, but I’m the same me, nigga
[Chorus]
Don’t let that money fool ya, boy, ain’t shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I’ve been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I’m not worried ’bout nobody
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn’t go to college [Intro]
If you ever thought I was going broke
You thought wrong, my nigga
If you ever think I was falling off
Fuck you then
[Chorus]
Don’t let that money fool ya, boy, ain’t shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I’ve been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I’m not worried ’bout nobody
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn’t go to college
[Verse 1]
We ’bout to party just like Rick James
Oh, now I’m up by Biscayne
Albert Einstein, I’m insane
But I’m a fool with them numbers on the corner with some lumber
In the trap, got off a whole thang
I flushed it all when them folks came
Aye, I might sacrifice a two just, so I can make ten
Got it out the street, made my name in the pavement
I wasn’t in the club, put it up, I was saving
Yeah, I love my plug, he show love, he not racist
Came home, saw a million, then I made some
Never switch it up, I’m the same Quan

[Chorus]
Don’t let that money fool ya, boy, ain’t shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I’ve been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I’m not worried ’bout nobody
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn’t go to college
[Verse 2]
My only friend is a Ben Frank
I wanted money just like Kinte
Hustling hard to keep the rent paid
Told mama close the door, ’cause I’m jumpin’ off the porch
My only mission is to get paid
Lock that money in a big safe
Ain’t no tint up on the cars, so I know they know it’s me
I ain’t never had shit, I wear my watch when I go to sleep
I put a lil’ money in my smile, that the reason I show my teeth
And I can afford to pay a nigga a couple a thousand a month just to roll up my weed
I got my money, moved out the hood, can you blame me, nigga?

[Chorus: Joji]
Every time I go closer to the road, leavin’ my light
I just wanna know why I’m feelin’ so lonely at night
It’s my fault, it’s my life, I’m so cold, I’m so high, get it right
I don’t care, but I fight, we don’t lose, we just ride, let it ride
[Verse 1: Rich Brian]
Sittin’ in my crib thinkin’ ’bout shit
That I never done, but I wish I did
Actin’ like I’m fine, but I’m losin’ it
Coulda kissed that girl, but it ain’t relevant
Coulda made that move, I’m regrettin’ it
Feelin’ so low, like I’m on 2%
Been livin’ life like it’s a tournament
Loneliness turned off and now it’s on again
Tell myself run, ain’t no lookin’ back
Only time I do is when I’m reachin’ for the stack
Back on my old ways, on my old Mac
Thinkin’ ’bout my old days, I’ll never go back
Fuck that, tryna get myself my own crib
Be an independent man, I might just suck my own dick
Ain’t got time, baby just tryna gold dig
Gotta get through all the people that I roll with
[Chorus: Joji]
Every time I go closer to the road, leavin’ my light
I just wanna know why I’m feelin’ so lonely at night
It’s my fault, it’s my life, I’m so cold, I’m so high, get it right
I don’t care, but I fight, we don’t lose, we just ride, let it ride

[Verse 2: Rich Brian]
Yeah, hole in my soul, don’t know how to fill it up
Cannot let nobody in, hopin’ that they understand
Can’t change my ways, sins all white, get through my days
This just how your boy was raised, vigilant in every way
Every single night I’ve been stayin’ up
My imagination’s takin’ flight and it’s takin’ off
And my time is slowly tickin’ now, I don’t wanna wait anymore
Don’t wanna be erased, wanna make a change
[Bridge: Joji & Rich Brian]
Please don’t run me, I’ve just lost my way
(My way, my way, my way)
Leave no trace of my misery, get me through the day
Get me through the day (get me through the-)
[Chorus: Joji]
Every time I go closer to the road, leavin’ my light
I just want to know why I’m feelin’ so lonely at night
It’s my fault, it’s my life, I’m so cold, I’m so high, get it right
I don’t care, but I fight, we don’t lose, we just ride, let it ride

[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay
[Verse 1]
Met you out on Broadway on the hottest night in town
We arrived solo but we were being chased around
Saw you being cornered by some guy you used to know
Stepped in between the both of y’all
Said "I’m leaving, do you wanna go?"
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead
[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Verse 2]
I don’t know if you remember this, but I was out of town
Flew in on a 3 AM just to show up and hear your sounds
The multiple times, stop, hit the set
You ain’t had it that way, I can guarantee you that
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead
[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
[Verse 3]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Can’t nobody top it, girl
Ain’t no better option, girl (okay)
Ain’t nobody stopping, girl
This here when I drop in, girl
I work, work when I clock in, girl (okay)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s about to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead
[Bridge]
Now I wanna know everything
Don’t leave a single detail out
I’ll get my lighter, just fell out
It makes me a generous lover
Ooh, I wanna see everything
So don’t leave a single detail out
I want it all on the table
The personal way to, wait
[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay
[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Intro: Justin Timberlake]
Oh, yeah, alright
Ooh
[Verse 1: Justin Timberlake]
Everyone knows all about my direction
And in my heart somewhere I wanna go there
Still I don’t go there
[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]
Everybody says say something
Say something, say something
Say something, say something
I don’t wanna get caught, up in the rhythm of it
But I can’t help myself, no, I can’t help myself, no, no
Caught up in the middle of it
No I can’t help myself, no I can’t help myself, no, no, no
Caught up in the rhythm of it
[Post-Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Chris Stapleton]
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
[Verse 2: Chris Stapleton & Justin Timberlake]
Everyone knows all about my transgressions
Still in my heart somewhere, there’s melody and harmony
For you and me, tonight (whoa)
I hear them call my name

[Chorus: Chris Stapleton & Justin Timberlake]
Everybody says say something
Say something, say something
Say something, say something
I don’t want to get caught, up in the rhythm of it
But I can’t get help myself, no I can’t help myself, no, no
Caught up in the middle of it
No I can’t help myself, no I can’t help myself, no, no, no
Caught up in the rhythm of it
[Post-Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Chris Stapleton]
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
[Bridge: Justin Timberlake & Chris Stapleton]
Sometimes the greatest way to say something
Is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest way to say something
Is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest way to say something
Is to say nothing

[Chorus 2: Both & Justin Timberlake]
But I can’t help myself, no I can’t help myself, no, no
Caught up in the middle of it
No I can’t help myself, no I can’t help myself, no, no, no
Caught up in the rhythm of it
[Post-Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Chris Stapleton]
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something I can’t have)
Maybe I’m looking something I can’t have
(maybe I’m looking something that I can’t have)
[Bridge: Justin Timberlake & Chris Stapleton]
Sometimes the greatest way to say something is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest way to say something is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest way to say something is to say nothing

(4x) and how manny of me do I really got? Supposed to drive everyday vrrroooommm
Throw a bass line in there too Troy
[Verse 1]
Age of 15 I jumped off the porch
8 years later jawn bought a porsche
A year before that went and bought a Benz
I’m fucking with these birds, fuck fake friends
Niggas got caught, but they didn’t tell
Derek held water and I wished him well
Through them coins it was fifty bands soap
A nigga seen that, he started doing above
Been through some shit and I’m still here
Stand up nigga even in a wheelchair
My best friend died and I went to jail
Niggas switched sides, hope they burn in hell
Everything I thought was the opposite
Funny homies hanging with the opposites
Niggas tried to kill me, I be shot and shit
Difference is, when I try I be dropping shit
[Chorus]
If you wouldn’t pray for me, pay for me
Or spray for me, you, it ain’t shit you can say to me word! We really switching rims like I never had ’em! [Chorus] x4
If you wouldn’t pray for me, pay for me
Or spray for me, you, it ain’t shit you can say to me word! (4x)

[Verse 2]
I don’t chase hoes, they be chasing me
I used to chase money, now it’s racing me
Runnig through this dough like a bakery
Niggas hate on me and do it faithfully
How many whips do this nigga got? Damn! [Touchdown Brown]
Damn! How many cribs do this nigga got? I’ll do anything for my brothers even lay down
And I love my brothers and I’ll never let them down
But when we get it you know we lay them down
You know we killed the pussy and we never spared ’em! [Troy Ave Talking]
Turn it down, turn it down a little bit
Dope Boy Troy, word!

[Chorus]
We are fucked
These days we only follow
These days we’re feeling hollow
Get paid the only motto
We are fucked
They say "It all gets better"
They say "It won’t last forever"
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are fucked
[Outro]
(And I don’t, and I don’t know why)
We’ve got hearts in the right places
But we’re still a danger to ourselves
Maybe it’s ’cause we are young
We are fucked! [Verse 1: Noah Cyrus]
My life is great; I write then hit update
I turn you on
Wanna belong, so I go to the mall
And I buy it all
(All on) Thank God it’s the weekend
(My squad) Got time, we can waste it
(Don’t know) Should we drive to the sunset or the fire? (It’s like) We live in a bubble pretending it’s cuz we are young
[Chorus]
We are fucked
These days we only follow
These days we’re feeling hollow
Get paid the only motto
We are fucked
They say "It all gets better"
They say "It won’t last forever"
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are fucked
We’ve got hearts in the right places
But we’re still a danger to ourselves
Maybe it’s cuz we are young
Thank God it’s the weekend
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire? (It’s like) We live in a bubble pretending it’s cuz we are young
[Chorus]
We are fucked
These days we only follow
These days we’re feeling hollow
"Get paid", the only motto
We are fucked
They say "It all gets better"
They say "It won’t last forever"
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are fucked
[Verse 2: MØ]
The fame, the fame
I want to hear my name
And I don’t care what for

I’ll change the world
Save all the trees and birds
But first I’ll grab a Starbucks then I’ll get to work
(All on) Thank God it’s the weekend
(My squad) Got time we can waste it
(Don’t know) Should we drive to the sunset or the fire?

Remember that
Heaven, it feels like that
I won’t lie to you, no, no
Can I hit it like that? Remember that
Heaven, it feels like that
I won’t lie to you, no, no
Can I hit it like that? Uh-huh, you know
Can I kiss it like that? [Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Took time to get you
Took time to let you know
Tried to forget you
You’re unforgettable
[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
There’s 24 hours in a day
I think about you more than 24 times
Just trying not to think about you
But you’ve been on my mind
I got nothing for you but time
‘Cause you always end up by my side
Through loving you, I needed time
I needed time, and now I’m like
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Can I hit it like that? Like this, like that? I’ve been waiting

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
For you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you
I’ve been waiting
[Outro: Tory Lanez]
Oh yes, it’s true, true, true, true
I can be different for you, you, you, you
Show me the things I gotta do, do, do, do
I will be different for you, you, you, you
You, woah Like this, like that? I’ve been waiting

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
For you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you
I’ve been waiting on and on and-
[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Took time to find you
You left to go away
Must I remind you, feelings don’t go astray, no
[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
There’s 24 hours in a day
I think about you more than 24 times
Just trying not to think about you
But you’ve been on my mind
I got nothing for you but time
‘Cause you always end up by my side
Through loving you, I needed time
I needed time, and now I’m like
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Can I hit it like that? Like this, like that? Uh-huh, you know
Can I kiss it like that? Like this, like that?

[Verse 1]
No one wants to stay at home
Nobody wants to be alone
When you come knocking, I’ll be at your door
I don’t ever wanna stop
I’m gonna give it all I’ve got
And when they ask me, “who could ask for more?”
[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
I won’t slow down
[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out, dancing
[Verse 2]
This is where I wanna be with you
Your arms wrapped around me
And fireworks reflecting in your eyes
This is how I wanna feel
The wild kiss, the music reeling
Getting down, riding all the highs

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
I won’t slow down
[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out, dancing
[Bridge]
Everybody’s got a story
Let it be your blaze of glory
Burning bright, never fade away
And when the final curtain falls, we could say we did it all
The never ending of a perfect day
[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
(Can’t stand still)
I won’t slow down
(Won’t slow down)

[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out
(I wanna go out dancing)
I wanna go out
I wanna go out
(I wanna go out dancing)