Too heavy a burden to drag behind Given through your commitments Fighting against is a waste of your time Accept your role and die Fulfil all of the requests One should never complain Forgive all the mistakes Your own management makes All alone you must wade Find your ways to survive Crawl and kneel to succeed Waste your life and get killed Get yourself promoted again Widen the scope of slavery Extend the given trust Exploit and be exploited Fulfil all of the requests One should never complain Forgive all of the mistakes Your own management makes All alone you must wade Find your ways to survive Crawl and kneel to succeed Waste your life and get killed Die Rot Decay Too heavy a burden to drag behind Given through your commitments Fighting against is waste of your time Accept your role and prepare to die

There's God There's God There's God There's God Can I feed you again? Will I have to stay dumb? You can feel, and it begins But I know inside this heart attack I can see through your eyes I'm terrified of everything But it's no real surprise Because the parasites are dancing closer All this sacrilegion warns in posters Can you handle it? In the dark Why I think I'm alone? I swept through my visions I'm going too cold Today is a tragedy In the mouth of the mad But that doesn't matter now I've come home relaxed I'm curled up in a ball and shaking I'm hiding from the hell I'm making I can't believe the chance I'm taking Is there any other way? Is there any other way? The burden The burden You can't save me There is nothing more to give I am changing Almost like I never lived Be my witness Just don't leave me in suspense Keep this, prove it Tell them all the consequences Yeah Yeah The burden Have you ever been burdened before? The burden Was there anything you wanted more? You can't save me There is nothing more to give I am changing Almost like I never lived Be my witness Just don't leave me in suspense Keep this, prove it Tell them all the consequences Our same plea By now you know that looks are deceiving I'm covered in a rash and receding Is there any other way? Is there any other way? For God's sakes we've suffered, this pain is now our lives For God's sakes we've suffered enough For God's sakes we've suffered, this pain is now our lives For God's sakes we've suffered enough For God's sakes we've suffered, this pain is now our lives For God's sakes we've suffered enough For God's sakes we've suffered, this pain is now our lives For God's sakes we've suffered enough Enough, enough, enough

Pasqué, heat it up! Ooh, ooh, so in love Ooh, so in love (Yeah) Ooh, so in love (Yeah, yeah, uh) You love Rihanna but you ain't a savage (Nah, nah) Don't act like you perfect You know that we both got some baggage (Yeah, yeah) I was callin' ya mama and you was callin' my accountants (Damn, damn) You gave me headaches and I gave you too many chances (Yeah, yeah) Look, tell me how the hell you got to Paris and Phuket (Uh) Shawty too fine but I bet she the bullet in roulette (Yeah) I'm lookin' so clean, lookin' like Three Stacks in Gillette (Yeah) She five for five on live, she want a jet, need some rent, bonafide Broke my heart three times (Ooh) Shawty hit a nigga with the peace sign (Ayy, ooh) Wasn't with me since I had the Nissan (Ayy, ooh) Blinded by your beauty missing these signs (Ayy, ooh) Wish I had three eyes Broke my heart three times (Ooh) Shawty hit a nigga with the peace sign (Ayy, ooh) Wasn't with me since I had the Nissan (Ayy, ooh) One was okay (Okay, ayy), two wasn't cool (Yeah) But that three was no way (Ooh) Nobody said things would get easier (Easier, easier) You gotta believe me Nobody said things would get easier (Easier, easier) You gotta believe me I thought you loved me but shoutout Imani (Yeah, yeah) You had you a baby and now lil' mama's a mommy (Yeah, uh, uh) Shoutout to Lola, that coochie as wet as Dasani (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Pussy so good it should cost a Ferrari And make me feel like I'm on Molly (True) Jesus, ya need this, you was Kelly, I was Regis Let's be honest, I been fuckin' with ya since my Air Forces had the creases (Woo) Flaunt like a Don, Yoko Ono, solo, strong Stuck in limbo for how long? Please tell me where I belong Broke my heart three times (Ooh) Shawty hit a nigga with the peace sign (Ayy, ooh) Wasn't with me since I had the Nissan (Ayy, ooh) Blinded by your beauty missing these signs (Ayy, ooh) Wish I had three eyes Broke my heart three times (Ooh) Shawty hit a nigga with the peace sign (Ayy, ooh) Wasn't with me since I had the Nissan (Ayy, ooh, yeah) One was okay (Okay, ayy), two wasn't cool (Yeah) But that three was no way (Ooh) Num-num-num, num-num-num Num-num-num, nah Num-num-num, num-num-num Num-num-num, num, nah Num-num-num, num-num-num Num-num-num, nah Num-num-num, num-num-num Num-num-num, num, nah I know niggas, so, like (I know niggas) I don't play none of that shit You know why we know niggas? 'Cause we were niggas (Were those niggas)

I was, down But I'm really lit right now A couple drinks in your head Your calling me daddy instead Mommy how that dress fit tight Is it heaven between your thighs She wanna know what's my name Lil mama look you can call me Baba Baby you can call me Baba Baby you can call me Baba Not your daddy, or your father, or your papa Baba Baby you can call me Baba Baby you can call me Baba African so I can hit it proper My stroke game good, check this He buy you nice things girl that's reckless I'd rather give ya my password to Netflix Look I know I'm a black boy, brown skin White girl think I taste like chocolate Hm, maybe you should come try a lick, shit Badder then average Shawty's a savage Face from the heavens with a ass on Dallas And her first name lavish Material girl like Gucci and Prada I used to rock Fubu and Dada Two different types of people But I know we equal If you give me one chance I don't need a sequel Singin' Your body's like a temple to me If feels like tetherball's in the sky Soaring free from the worlds fallacies One hit is all you need to fly I was, down But I'm really lit right now A couple drinks in your head Your calling me daddy instead Mommy how that dress fit tight Is it heaven between your thighs She wanna know what's my name Lil mama look you can call me Baba Baby you can call me Baba Baby you can call me Baba Not your daddy, or your father, or your papa Baba Baby you can call me Baba Baby you can call me Baba African so I can hit it proper I reside in the 503, it's the west side nigga Shawty say she only date dude with whips, when she ride the bus, how that make sense? I try to give you everything Gold diggers we no wife'm we no give them wedding rings like I wanna know you You wanna know me We busy as fuck so we in and we out No time for us now Material girl like Gucci and Prada I used to rock Fubu and Dada Two different types of people But I know we equal If you give me one chance I don't need a sequel Singin' Your body's like a temple to me If feels like tetherball's in the sky Soaring free from the worlds fallacies One hit is all you need to fly You are beautiful, I am Baba how are you Where'd you come from girl, oh my oh my Wow girl you became You are beautiful, I am Baba how are you Where'd you come from girl, oh my oh my Wow girl you became

Pressure in my palms (yeah, I got that) Pressure in my palms (boy, I got that) Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my (yeah) Pressure sweatin' in my palms (yeah, limbo) Pressure in my palms Pressure in my palms Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my Pressure sweatin' in my palms (goddamn it) This is Britney Spears when she was bald, nigga (yeah) Punkin' niggas way before there was Punk'd, nigga (true) Smokin' Ashton Kush, so I calm down, nigga (yeah) We don't wanna hear your mixtape, my nigga I fade niggas like barbers (oh) I got more pressure in my palms than Arthur (oh, oh) Man, this like when Fergie peed her pants That's when Honey used to dance Matt Barnes verse Derek Fisher, caught you niggas in a- (uh) I hate when niggas don't finish they fuckin' sentences (yeah) If Steve Harvey say my name wrong, I'll catch a sentencin' (oh) Malice at the Palace or Winona up in Saks Fifth This is Metta World Peace before the peace came, bitch (oh, oh) Pressure in my palms (yeah, I got that) Pressure in my palms (boy, I got that) Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my (yeah) Pressure sweatin' in my palms (yeah) Why they keep eyein' me? Why they keep eyein' me? Plank is mahogany, your head leakin' burgundy (ah) Menace to society, you're more Ron Weasley (brrt) Into gynecology, you're pussy and that's peachy (yeah) I hate a bitch who think a baby finna keep a nigga (I hate you ho) Why every time he see his kids, we gotta see the picture? (I hate you too man) I do it bigger, know I'm ballin', don't you see the ticker? (Yeah) Feel like I'm Harden, I was shootin' on Artesia with him (yeah) Baby said she need commitment (uh-huh), I guess I'll think about it (yo) I never leave without it (yo), he down to squeeze, I doubt it I keep her bad and bougie, booty on a hundred thousand (uh-huh) Big-headed, barely fit her weave around it (ayy), Norf Pressure in my palms (whoa) Pressure in my palms (boy, I got that) Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my (yeah) Pressure sweatin' in my palms (yeah, goddamn it) Don't let anger control you Don't let anger control you Pressure in my palms (yee) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (oh shit) Pressure in my palms (yeah, yeah) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (yeah) (Hold on, I gotta pull out my phone) Pressure in my palms (lyrics) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (lyrics for lyrics, calm) Pressure in my palms (yeah) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (yeah, low) I blow the smoke in your face You niggas think you runnin' shit, but runnin' in place I'm takin' the base, yeah, I'm takin' it home I'm a young Jackie, nigga, if I hit it, it's gone You Bisquick scallywag silly motherfuckers I do yo' ass the same way that Ye did Taylor Or how they did Janet, you wouldn't understand it Hola, hola, hola, yeah, a nigga failed Spanish Passive-aggressive niggas who passive, I can't save ya Anticipatin' patience is somethin' I cannot favor Goodbye to you bitch niggas, I'll probably see you never How could you hate on us? Come on, homie, we major We major? Come on, homie, we major The ice so cold and, nigga, I don't do favors I did it on my own and I'll do it again Bitch, I gets mine, fuck a nigga's cosign, singin' Pressure in my palms (pressure in my palms) Pressure in my palms, boy I got Pressure in my palms (the feelin' so unknown, baby) Pressure in my palms Pressure in my palms (pressure in my palms) Pressure in my palms, boy I got Pressure in my palms (and I don't know) Pressure in my palms (if I got it goin' on) There ain't no money in havin' hate in your heart There ain't no money in that shit, bro That's, that's broke nigga shit to have hate in your heart I know very untalented people with a lot of love in their heart who are doing great

I just bought a new grill (Yah) Shining like a new whip (True) Adam got a new drip (Shit) I'm a nappy-headed black lil' cool kid (Ah) Yeah, I stack that, make that, break that, take that Got a hundred ways I can flip that, get back All up in the money just to get back, bitch back up No you probably need a Tic Tac, it's that (Huh) Bitch you frontin' on me (Yo) Why you wanna act like this? (Why?) Rollie on my wrist so she wanna have kids (True) Cuffs on my wrist so the cops don't trip I-I'm too fly to fight (Yup) Can't afford my price (No) This a white tee (Clean) Bitch, bite me (Hey) I'm on a high (I'm on a high) They on the low (They on the low) You killin' my vibe (Killin' it) Get out my zone (Get out my zone) Said, I'm on the high (I'm on a high) They on the low (You on the low) You killin' my vibe (Killin' it) Get out my zone (Get out my zone bitch) I'm the best in the group chat (True) My niggas won't admit that (No) 31 hoes in my Facetime And I'm the one to hoop that (Yee) Rockin' and rollin' like Jack Black (Yoo) Schoolin' you niggas like Jack Black (Yah) How could you not like Jack Black? (How?) I put that on my mama nigga, no cap (Huh) Look, I hand it to Yos, he hand it to John (He do) Shawty wanna fuck for a picture Bitch, this ain't a Groupon (No) This that CLBN (True) Go ahead bump it with mom (Do) Said she want a spot on my list (Please) I told her go pray to your God (I need to go to church) Yeah, I dig that, flip that, make that, check back When I wanna get it back ASAP It's that young nigga back, no six pack Fuck that, I'm too rich for the chit-chat, young, black I'm too fly to fight (Yup) Can't afford my price (No) This a white tee (Clean) Bitch, bite me (Hey) I'm on the high (I'm on a high) They on the low (They on the low) You killin' my vibe (Killin' it) Get out my zone (Get out my zone) Said, I'm on the high (I'm on a high) They on the low (You on the low) You killin' my vibe (Killin' it) Get out my zone (Get out my zone, bitch)

Right now Reel it in I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) Reel it in I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) (hey) Trippin' Rollie got the tick tock missin' Bitch pimpin' (ayy) Broke niggas got me livin' (wow) You Jordan or Pippin (true) I'm Kobe I'm never gon' dish it Or miss it I'm dissin' as fuck and I ain't got the time to just kick it I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change And I'm tired of being humble, bitch, I feel no way It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like Reel it in (ayy) I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in (ayy) Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) Reel it in I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN Jesus Christ (hallelujah) I bought that shit before I even know the price (hey) This 13K up on my finger, bitch, you right (true) Them diamonds dancin', yeah, that boy be lookin' nice (ayy) I guess this what you call that motherfucking ice Got a thotiana, put her in designer She Italiana, she a sorta kinda She Björk cute So she really fine, just sorta weird, and she got some cake She gimme OPB for my ODB These APC, do your ABC's I'm a young dread-head with anxiety And I love it when a bitch nigga tryin' me I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change And I'm tired of being humble, bitch I feel no way It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like Reel it in (ayy) I got the bag, tell a friend (whoo) She got some ass, bring it in (ooh) Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) Reel it in I got the bag, tell a friend (true) She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah)

Listen man What's up? I heard you done got you a dime piece, man Hell naw, man One of them Beyoncé, Meagan Good types, man Nah, nah, nah Is that true, man? I just wanna know Probably not I mean, shit to be honest with you, man, she's a- Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Like a pro Fuck you thought? Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future holds Shut up and shut up and Let's get gory, like a Tarantino movie Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out? 'Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck a decaf You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a G-raffe If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads Freaky with the sticky icky Baby give me kitty kitty Killa, westside nigga Boy you like 98 degrees And I'm 300, nigga keep ya feet runnin' I chief keef keef when I eat these beats Better boy get scurred Don't run up in my lane, I don't want you in my lane You a lame, get swerved 'Cause great scenes might be great But I love your bloopers And perfect's for the urgent Baby I want forever Caroline, don't you see that I want you to be my- Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Like a pro Aha, what? Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future holds Shut up and shut up and Let's get gory, like a Tarantino movie Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out? 'Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck a decaf You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a G-raffe If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads Freaky with the sticky icky Baby give me kitty kitty Killa, westside nigga Boy you like 98 degrees And I'm 300, nigga keep ya feet runnin' I chief keef keef when I eat these beats Bet a boy get scurred Don't run up in my lane, I don't want you in my lane You a lame, get swerved 'Cause great scenes might be great But I love your bloopers And perfect's for the urgent Baby I want forever Caroline, don't you see that I want you to be my- Bad thang, bad, bad, bad, bad thang, thang, thang, thang, thang Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad, thang, thang Bad thang, thang, thang, bad, b-bad, bad thang, thang, thang Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad