[Verse 1]
You look out the window
While I look at you
Sayin’ I don’t know
Would be like saying that the sky ain’t blue
And boots weren’t made for sitting by the door
Since you don’t wanna stay anymore
[Chorus]
You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
Guess I’ll see you ’round again
I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Yeah, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, there ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space, cowboy
[Verse 2]
After the gold rush, there ain’t no reason to stay
Shoulda learned from the movies that good guys don’t run away
But roads weren’t made to not go down
There ain’t room for both of us in this town
[Chorus]
So you can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
We had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
So you can have your space
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Oh, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space
Yeah, you can have your space
You can have your space
Cowboy

[Verse 1]
I was just coastin’
Never really goin anywhere
Caught up in a web I was gettin kinda used to stayin’ there
And out of the blue
I fell for you
[Chorus]
Now you’re lifting me up, instead of holding me down
Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown
Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied
I didn’t know him and I didn’t know me
Cloud nine was always out of reach
Now I remember what it feels like to fly
You give me butterflies
[Verse 2]
Kiss full of color makes me wonder where you’ve always been
I was hiding in doubt till you brought me out of my chrysalis
And I came out new
All because of you
[Chorus]
Now you’re lifting me up instead of holding me down
Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown
Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied
I didn’t know him and I didn’t know me
Cloud nine was always out of reach
Now I remember what it feels like to fly
You give me butterflies, yeah
You give me butterflies
[Instrumental]
[Bridge]
Now you’re lifting me up instead of holding me down
You’re taking my hand instead of taking my crown
Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied
[Chorus]
I didn’t know him and I didn’t know me
Cloud nine was always out of reach
Now I remember what it feels like to fly
You give me butterflies
You give me butterflies
Ooooooh, ooooh, mhm

[I Know What You Want]
Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
(Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you)
(I know what you want, you know I got it)
(Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you)
(As long as you want, you know I got it)
Yes you know I’ll die for you
And ya know I’ll ride with you
I will always try with you
And give ya my love and cry with you
I will climb a mountain high aha
Until I was up to touch the sky
So baby come and get more close to me
This is where your love is supposed to be
[Breakdown]
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
You called yesterday
To basically say
That you care for me but
That you’re just not in love
Immediately I pretended to be feeling similarly
And led you to believe I was OK
To just walk away from the one thing
That’s unyielding and sacred to me
Well, I guess I’m trying to be nonchalant about it
And I’m going to extremes to prove I’m fine without you
But in reality I’m slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile, gradually I’m dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
Because I don’t want to reveal the fact that I’m suffering
So I wear my disguise ’till I go home at night
Then turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry
[Obsessed]
And I was like
“Why are you so obsessed with me?”
Why you so obsessed with me? Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you’re bathing in Windex
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Boy, why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you’re sexing me, when everybody knows
It’s clear that you’re upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn’t impress
Last man on the earth still couldn’t get this
So oh, oh, oh, oh, so oh, oh, oh, oh, so oh, oh, oh, oh…
All up in the blogs saying we met at the bar
When I don’t even know who you are
Saying we up in your house, saying I’m up in your car
But you in LA, and I’m out at Jermaine’s
I’m up in the A, you so so lame
And no one here even mentions your name
It must be the weed, it must be the E
Cause you be popping, heard you get it popping
Why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you’re sexing me, when everybody knows
It’s clear that you’re upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn’t impress
Last man on the earth still couldn’t get this
You’re delusional, you’re delusional
Boy, you’re losing your mind
It’s confusing, yo, you’re confused, you know
Why you wasting your time? [It’s Like That]
I came to have a party
Open off the Bacardi
Feeling so hot tamale
Boy, I know you watching me
So what’s it going to be? Purple taking me higher
I’m lifted and I like it
Boy, you got me inspired
Baby, come and get it
If you’re really feeling me
Cause it’s my night
No stress, no fights
I’m leaving it all behind
No tears, no time to cry
Just making the most of life
[Shake It Off]
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce
I gotta shake it off
‘Cause the loving ain’t the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I’m here to stay
I gotta shake, shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere
I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake, shake it off
Gotta do what’s best for me
Baby, and that means I gotta shake you off
[Loverboy]
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I need a, I need a, I need a, I need a
I lover, lover, I lover, lover
A lover, a lover, a lover, a loverboy for me
I got myself a lover who knows what I like
When he invites me over I come every time
And when my sugar daddy takes me for a ride
Whatever way we go it’s delirium time
He’s all mine
And his loving gets me high
Like a taste of ecstasy
All I need is him to be my loverboy
Loverboy, come on and love me
Give me more, touch me and touch me
I enjoy the way you rock me all night long
Loverboy, come on and take me
Only you know how to make me
(You know how to make me)
Shudder with anticipation all night long

She said, “We’re too young
And we’re too different people.”
She said, “I’ll bite my tongue, lock my lips, and paint my door
‘Cause your love is lethal.”
Oh, I want to love this girl
Spend prom night waiting in her foyer
I’m not trying to save the world
Just saving Sawyer
You’re not wrong
And I know that trusting me takes long
And that you’re worth it, worth it
I’ve wrote this song
In hopes that she’s not moving on
‘Cause I wasn’t perfect, perfect
Oh, I want to love this girl
Spend prom night waiting in her foyer
I’m not trying to save the world
Just saving…
I’m not trying to save the world
Just trying to put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again, for her
Just put it back together again
Put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again, for her
Just put it back together again
Oh, I want to love this girl
Spend my life waiting in her foyer
I’m not trying to save the world
Just saving Sawyer

(yeah)
I don’t understand (no)
Take a pint on the jet, yeah that’s contraband (oh)
Diamonds keep me cooler than a ceilin’ fan (oh)
All this drink gon’ turn a nigga to the Michelin Man (no)
I gotta slow down, yeah
Fuck that shit, I’m pourin’ up now (yeah)
And my new choppa hold a hundred rounds (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
I’m so happy, I can’t remember the last time I had to fake a smile, yeah
[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)
[Verse 2]
From the East to the West (yeah)
All my fans the best (yeah), all my bitches the baddest (yeah)
I got 2, 3 cell phones (yeah), ring, ring
Pick it up, “Who is it?” It’s your main ho (brrt)
Your main ho, my gang ho
The same ho, she switched clothes
‘Cause I fucked her in a Range Rove (fuck, fuck)
Fired up (ooh), lay it up (ooh)
I can’t do (no), I can’t choose (no)
I’m gettin’ money, I’m gettin’ all the blues (yeah)
Lil Boat
Said I’m back and I’m better (yeah)
Know I look good ’cause my bitch pussy wetter (yeah)
Treat the stock of my Uzi as light as a feather
And the beam got me shootin’ like Kareem
[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)
[Outro]
From the East to the West (to the West)
All my fans the best (they are), all my bitches the baddest, like (yeah)
From the East (yeah)
From the East to the West
All my fans the best (yeah), all my bitches the baddest (Lil Boat)
From the East to the West
All my fans the best, all my bitches the baddest, like… [Intro]
Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat
Ah, ahhh, ah
Lil Boat
[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)
[Verse 1]
From the East to the West (yeah)
All my fans the best, all my bitches the baddest
Like skrrt in a drop top (skrrt)
Damn, baby girl look so fine in that crop top (fine)
Why my name always in your mouth just like Pop Rocks?

Yeah they pissing they pissing
They nutting they nutting
They pissing on me
Yeah
Penis on my booty left a nut on my sheets
Fucking with no lube is like a struggle for me
Dont pull up with 60 men to clap on my cheeks
You know how i like when you suck it to sleep
Sitting on his dick and then he kiss me
Yes i like the semen that you left on my sheets
Hope i get that penis in my butt cheeks
Yeah
Im gone ride the penis till i shit on that d
Cum jam cum jam
I suck dick yeah i deep throat yeah
Eat that dick up like some toast
Stuck that penis in my hole
Might suck up a cop yeah wait
I go hard on birdmans d yeah wait
I make sure that nigga skeet
And still
Gay things its a lot of straight things that they
Pissing they nutting they licking they wishing they wishing on me
Gay things its alot of straight things that they
Wishing they pissing they nutting they licking they nutting on me
I say are you straight
He told me only partly
I fuck him on his bed
Then he fuck me till i farted
50 nuts i even got it squirted on me
Shooting cum the nut dripping off my body
And he fuck me
Turn the straight nigga into a gay freak dawg
Three fucking cocks sitting on me
Imagine if i never let the hole bleed
Cum jam cum jam
I can’t fuck me on my own woah
Eat that booty like some roast yeah roast
I been raping booty holes ay holes
Might suck up a cop yeah wait
I go hard on birdmans d yeah wait
I make sure that nigga skeet
And still
Gay things its a lot of straight things that they
Pissing they nutting they licking they wishing they wishing on me
Gay things its alot of straight things that they
Wishing they pissing they nutting they licking they nutting on me

(what)
Cut the bullshit, she ain’t talkin’ bands, ain’t my type
Got a full clip, pull up on ’em blam, see the light (huh)
[Verse 1: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Lotta jewelry on me, diamonds on me dance, see the light
Fuck the jury, free my niggas out the jam, only right (out the jam)
Got a toolie on me, heard they tryna plan on the ice
But I got tango with me now, I bet your man’s thinkin’ twice (grraow)
My new bitch lookin’ like Kim, though (Kim, though)
Diamonds they hittin’ like Kimbo (like Kimbo)
Pull up in the Saint Laurent shit (hey)
These niggas be talkin’, ain’t on shit (yeah)
These niggas be talkin’, they startin’ shit (no)
Got ice my neck like four degrees (like four degrees)
I got water my neck like Palm Springs (like Palm Springs)
I got all of the money, she notice me (she notice me, yuh)
[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
She tryna get lit, lit a life (what)
Lil’ bitch wanna suck me every night (lil’ bitch)
That’s alright, lotta Henny on the ice (huh)
Pour the Sprite, red bottoms with the spikes (yuh, yuh)
Count blue chips, pull up in a Lamb, got a heist, I’m so high (skrr)
I’m so hood rich, we got weed and Xans, what you like? (what)
Cut the bullshit, she ain’t talkin’ bands, ain’t my type
Got a full clip, pull up on ’em blam, see the light (huh)
[Outro]
Black Steve Jobs (what)
Cut the bullshit, she ain’t talkin’ bands, ain’t my type
Got a full clip, pull up on ’em blam, see the light (huh)
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
New freezer on my wrist, I bet she notice me (what)
That bitch actin’ too bougie but eat Applebee’s (stupid bitch)
Four rings, that’s a new crib (whoo)
Break a bitch like a twig (huh)
Yeah, I’ll smoke you like a cig (yuh)
BK to the bridge (yuh, yeah)
Pussy too good, make a boo (boo)
I got a Masi, a coupe (skrr)
Smokin’ strong like I’m Snoop (huh)
Eatin’ chicken noodle soup (yuh)
My bitch she wanted a Beamer (a Beamer)
You can’t ball from the bleachers (what)
Two seater with a eater (two sweater)
Jay Critch with the skeezers (whoo)
I need my money right now (right now)
Don’t want wanna fuck, get the mouth (ugh)
Gucci, lean, that’s a house (Gucci)
Too much money, can’t count (can’t count)
I had to shout out to Yeezy (Yeezy)
Fuckin’ your bitch in some Yeezys (what)
Too much money for a feature (huh)
Bitch too foreign, I don’t need her (bitch)
[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
She tryna get lit, lit a life (what)
Lil’ bitch wanna suck me every night (lil’ bitch)
That’s alright, lotta Henny on the ice (huh)
Pour the Sprite, red bottoms with the spikes (yuh, yuh)
Count blue chips, pull up in a Lamb, got a heist, I’m so high (skrr)
I’m so hood rich, we got weed and Xans, what you like? [Intro: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Hey
Lil’ bitch wanna
Every night
That’s alright
Got a
On the ice
TheLabCook
Hey (yuh)
[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
She tryna get lit, lit a life (what)
Lil’ bitch wanna suck me every night (lil’ bitch)
That’s alright, lotta Henny on the ice (huh)
Pour the Sprite, red bottoms with the spikes (yuh, yuh)
Count blue chips, pull up in a Lamb, got a heist, I’m so high (skrr)
I’m so hood rich, we got weed and Xans, what you like?

Niggas
There’s verbal books published by niggas, produced by niggas
Genuine niggas, so I salute my niggas
Not mad cause Eminem said nigga, cause he my nigga
Wigga, cracker, friend, we all black within, okay? [Hook: Dante Hawkins (Nas)]
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute)
[Verse 2: Nas]
Wake up in the morning, shake my third leg in the toilet
Uzi on the nightstand, I’m the man you go to war with
Not the man you go to war against, patience, I’ll get you
If that means I can’t sleep a whole year, I’mma get you
I’m official, not a-tisket or a-tasket
I’ll put you in the casket, with the biscuit or the ratchet
They smoke hibiscus, they plants or trees, advanc-ed weed
Don’t forsake us, you all are fake bloods like move make-up
I flow tighter as Tootie’s braces, who he hatin us? [Intro]
Turn your radios up
The real niggas are back on the radio
[Hook: Dante Hawkins (Nas)]
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute)
[Verse 1: Nas]
Uh, no slackin’, no beggin’, no askin’, no fastin’
No disrespect to Islam, no Imam or Pastor
No answers to questions the media’s askin’
Why we fight each other in public in front of these arrogant fascists? Journalists see I’m rich
With this N-word jargon I’m just starting, bitch! We all African, okay, some Africans don’t like us, no way! They love it; puttin old niggas verse the youngest
Most of our elders failed us, how could they judge us? A killng happened in Johannesbur yesterday
Slain artist named Lucky Dube, hijacked
Some say N-double A-C-P, keep us sidetracked
But I don’t buy that, I buy Aston Martins
Faster cars than NAS-a-CARs and, sparkin while ridin
Critics, eat a dick! I be on a state bus in shackles if my .8 bust
Cause y’all some tellers, opposite of bankers
I’m the shit for ages, my clique still real QB gangsters
Clique still movin’ like Freemasons, so if I’m on the flow
From the law, there’s lodges all across the nation
Nas is bred for the plan
To hold the Grand Dragon’s head in my hand
Come and get me, here I am
[Hook: Dante Hawkins (Nas)]
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)

I’m here to murder the devil
I survive through the struggle and perils, I’m thorough
[Hook: Nas (Curtis Mayfield)]
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
[Outro: MC Ren Sample]
“Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me? I’m here to murder the devil
I survive through the struggle and perils, I’m thorough (“Nas!”)
Who am I? How you feel now?” I could blow your head off with the Smith and Wesson and you couldn’t do shit! [Hook: Nas (Curtis Mayfield)]
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
[Verse 1: Nas]
Ugh, felonious, Thelonious Monk melodic
Monster Cody OG, hard as the Ramparts police
Warring like the Answars and Sunni
I never pull my pants up, sagging my Gucci, and what? We saw that last week, of course, in Brooklyn, with the tragedy over there, and then again last night, another police shooting.”
“Here’s what they think about you!”
“I hate motherfuckers like you. You niggas ain’t shit! I give a fuck who you bidded with, or where you cop coke
The bitch you with or the reason you not broke (“Rappers!”)
I don’t count your money, don’t want none of your smoke
I don’t feel your pain, I ain’t none of your folk
(“Niggas!”)It’s easy to put a gun in your throat
But I ain’t on that, trying to sip Coladas where it’s warm at
Cognac, crushed ice, y’all know how it is
Elijah said a women half your age plus seven years
Is a plus way to live, this is for the blunted
For the niggas who keep it one hundred
Who hunted by DAs and judges (“Green Lantern!”)
This is for the drunkards, stuck in the ghetto, for winos
And old ladies with high sugar levels
Who am I? Because police always wanna harass me!”
[Interlude: Sample Collage]
“This is once again proof that no routine police stop is actually routine. Think you tough, huh?

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
Everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
Yeah
Yeah
[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close
Take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow bumping Snoop Dogg
Blowing dolo
Its like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close
To the civilians
Underground casinos for the real ones
You would suffocate in the building
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they
I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate
Not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear up the interstate where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rolling weed out the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Living out what I say
On these albums and tapes
[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean
[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah
Act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know
That original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, Imma show off
Sucka bring his ho, his ho tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
High up as I float on
They gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard
Shit
[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean
[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no ho shit
Nope, I’m not for it
Spitta and Cardo
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Not for it