Idle Warship – Enemy Lyrics

Some things happen to fast, so fast how could it last
Nobody wants to say it; You confused I can’t explain it
You had it out for me; Game so tight it blinded it me
Seeing things nobody sees, strike me down fall to my knees
I didn’t even want to breathe without you; Your thoughts are all up in my head
I didn’t even want to live without you; You had me caught in your spell

I am not your enemy You approach me like my enemy
Get closer to my (enemy) Wanna smoke you like my (enemy)
I’ll beat you like me (enemy) I’ll defeat you like my (enemy)
I’ll complete you like my (enemy)
I am not your (enemy)

I am not your (enemy) That’s your selective memories
You are not who you pretend to be; That’s why you’ve got suicidal tendencies
You need some therapy; Learn how to do whatever you man say
Bitch, you better obey for I beat that as like Anna Mae
Psychotic, erotic, I monitor, motion on the monitor
Got her in a trance like a dance to the electronica
Ex got her squeezing me harder, brah
Sex got her screaming my moniker
It’s like James Spader in secretary
Let me spank you, ass all swollen and red
I know you like that, or was it all in my head?

Quilly – Taught Me Da Game Lyrics

[Hook: Quilly]

I’m in the streets tryna eat, tryna make sure my family secure
(right). now Quilly kill em with the flow until they say
” I don’t want no more”
That’s when you
Came and taught me da game that I played on you (haha)
Yeah girl you, came and taught me da game that I played on you (right)
You, yeah girl you
Nah nah, you came and taught me da game that I played on you

[Verse 1: Quilly]
Yeah, and since I got my name from a woman
And my game from a woman
I think it’s only right I run game on you youngin’
Man, these hoes tell you anything, you out here cuffin’
She ain’t even got a man, she just out here f**kin’
I’m out here hustlin’, suckin’, duckin’, flea em soon as I get my nut in
I’m in the drop gettin’ top, she keep on pressin’ buttons
She said her man be stuntin’, now she tryna use me; frontin’
I ain’t cut this check for nuttin’, I’ma need some neck or somethin’
They don’t never come where I stay, that’s in the way
Got some bad ones in Philly and pretty ones in the bay
Long as that cake; Anna Mae
I pay it like how I weigh, she a stripper by night
Somebody’s wife during the day

[Hook: Quilly]
I’m in the streets tryna eat, tryna make sure my family secure
(right). now Quilly kill em with the flow until they say
” I don’t want no more”
That’s when you
Came and taught me da game that I played on you (haha)
Yeah girl you, came and taught me da game that I played on you (right)
You, yeah girl you
Nah nah, you came and taught me da game that I played on you

[Bridge: Quilly]
Now, shout out to my hoes gettin’ stacks
That don’t know how to act, I hit it from the back
And she never called you back
My pimp game strong, I pulled up in the lac’
She spit up on my mic, after that we layed a track

[Verse 2: Quilly]
She said “I like my men fly”, tell the truth; no lies
I said “I’ma keep it a bean, I ain’t one of them guys”
You know Quilly a real one, she said “What a surprise”
I’ma five star nigga, ain’t no nuggets and fries
Look, I ain’t rich, but I’m the shit, dollars and cents
Common sense, play wit a baller, don’t ride the bench
I’ll buy you bags, we poppin’ tags, might pay your rent
That’s when I ran da game on her, I ain’t see that girl since

[Hook: Quilly]
I’m in the streets tryna eat, tryna make sure my family secure
(right). now Quilly kill em with the flow until they say
” I don’t want no more”
That’s when you
Came and taught me da game that I played on you (haha)
Yeah girl you, came and taught me da game that I played on you (right)
You, yeah girl you
Nah nah, you came and taught me da game that I played on you

[Bridge: Quilly]
Now, shout out to my hoes gettin’ stacks
That don’t know how to act, I hit it from the back
And she never called you back
My pimp game strong, I pulled up in the lac’
She spit up on my mic, after that we layed a track

Tory Lanez – Bal Harbour (feat. A$AP Ferg)

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
I swear
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I’m telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it’s all gone

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got l the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes , nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
Im gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the lair

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

Tory Lanez – Bal Harbour (feat. A$Ap Ferg)

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
I swear
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I’m telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it’s all gone

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got l the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes , nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
Im gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the lair

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

Tory Lanez – Bal Harbour lyrics

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I’m telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it’s all gone

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got l the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes , nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
Im gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the lair

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

Gucci Mane & Lil Wayne – Oh Lord (The Birth Of A Nation The Inspired By Album) letras

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Dear Lord, oh Lord, hah
Yup

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m rebellious and fearless, I laugh at failure
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
I’m a prophet, a legend, I’m not beggin’
I’d rather die for my freedom than live like a peasant
The precious, recessions, the past and the present
Slavery to segregation, I still rob with my brethren
Get these choppas up up off me, I’m street but I’m Godly
Know these white folks fear me but nothin’ can stop me
I was destined to be this so nothin’ amaze me
My best attribute is bravery, they think that I’m crazy
Ask Gucci if you with me, then let’s get to walkin’
Cause I’m sick and tired of everybody doing nothin’ but talkin’
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my payer
Know you ain’t take me this far just to leave me here
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, I know that life’s unfair
But who gon take care of the family if I’m not there? (Lord)
Dear Lord, oh Lord

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I gotta feed the family
But I had to leave the family
I cut off CMB, I’m an amputee
But I never leave Christianity
Might have to plead insanity
It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday
I’mma pray for you niggas, then celebrate
Lord I know these streets contaminate
But Lord I can’t get beat like Anna Mae
Lord I gotta think about Reginae
And Lil Tune and Lil Neal and Lil Cameron
Lord, I gotta think like I’m Hemingway
Make a way, wish a way, anyway, anyway
Lord I gotta create and innovate
Or else it’s back to the interstate
Wheeling in my fortunes
Willing to kill you just for my fortunes
I can recall we were chillin’ on porches
Living with roaches, dealin’ with hoe shit
Tending to lotion, now we in motion, everything kosher
God bless the ‘Nolia, God bless Angola
Rest in Peace Soulja and all of the soldiers
The war isn’t over, call on Jehovah, Lord

[Hook: Gucci Mane + Lil Wayne]
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my payer
Know you ain’t take me this far just to leave me here
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, I know that life’s unfair
But who gon take care of the family if I’m not there? (Lord)
Dear Lord, oh Lord

[Outro: Gucci Mane + Lil Wayne]
Mula baby
Dear Lord, oh Lord
Dear Lord, oh Lord
Dear Lord, oh Lord
I gotta feed the family
Dear Lord, oh Lord