DrumGod Ayy, some shit you just don't 'posed to play with, though Hey I motivated the streets (You saw) Now you act like you don't know (God, be my witness) With the lowest numbers in the city (What?) My trap don't need a promo (They comin') Better not put no cut on my product (Don't do that) Stay with that pure (Yeah), only that raw (Woo) That nigga right there is not us (Ain't gang) Last thing I heard, he spoke to the law (Informant) What part of the game is that? (What part?) What part of the game? (What part of the game?) What part of the game is that? (Let me know) What part of the game? (Ayy, can you tell me?) What part of the game is that? (What part?) What part of the game? (Man, I don't know) What part of the game is that? (It's fucked up) What part of the game? (I need to know) I make the dope do a somersault (Flip) Then shit on they ass like I'm runnin' off (Ugh) Must think I'm pussy how he comin' off (Huh?) Pull up on him now, let a hundred off (Rrr) Thoughts in your head when that bag on you Would your niggas give you up for it? (I don't know) Signs and symbols in your face You gon' act on the shit or ignore it? (Yeah) Where I'm from they think small, Don't see past the city lights (Memphis) Lame niggas get a plug and put the police in they sight (Yeah) Jeopardizing everybody life (Flunky) Runnin' your mouth get a nigga taught (Taught) I'ma do a sentence 'fore I take a loss (Loss) Paper on your shoulder, knock a nigga off (Boom) Told him it was cool just to play it off (Question) Was I being fake or am I being smart? Thinkin' with my head 'cause I got no heart Walk with faith but I'm clutchin' on the rod They gon' go, all I gotta do is nod (Go) I'm out of place (Why you say that?) I can't vibe with the hate (At all) Nigga might shoot his brother in the face (That's crazy) On a dirty money chase, what part of the game? I motivated the streets (You saw) Now you act like you don't know (God, be my witness) With the lowest numbers in the city (What?) My trap don't need a promo (They comin') Better not put no cut on my product (Don't do that) Stay with that pure (Yeah), only that raw (Woo) That nigga right there is not us (Ain't gang) Last thing I heard, he spoke to the law (Informant) What part of the game is that? (What part?) What part of the game? (What part of the game?) What part of the game is that? (Let me know) What part of the game? (Ayy, can you tell me?) What part of the game is that? (What part?) What part of the game? (Man, I don't know) What part of the game is that? (It's fucked up) What part of the game? (How it go?) It used to be like when your mans get shot (What?) You slide on a nigga who did it (Ride) Don't give a fuck, lay on him, wait in the cut (What?) Long as you make it a killing (Yeah) Every move was critical (Now what?) Now everything on the internet (Crazy) That's another issue for another song (Yeah) So please don't make me get into that (Don't make me do it) Never go by the rules of a bitch She gotta accept everything that come with me (What else?) Never dog out your bitch for a ho off the street That part of the game right there is free Gotta play off the plug (What reason?) It ain't 'bout the money, it's 'bout the relationship (Law) 'Cause niggas be fuckin' up the game And federales keep on taking shit (Damn) You gotta be ready to bounce back (Tell me how) From a half, bring an ounce back (Woo) If you come up, don't announce that (Nope) Keep it quiet, niggas house rats (Shh) It's part of the game They do the most for some fame Put dirt on your name (Big facts) Be ready for whatever this shit bring Keep a shooter with accurate aim (Glaow glaow) I motivated the streets (You saw) Now you act like you don't know (God, be my witness) With the lowest numbers in the city (What?) My trap don't need a promo (They comin') Better not put no cut on my product (Don't do that) Stay with that pure (Yeah), only that raw (Woo) That nigga right there is not us (Ain't gang) Last thing I heard, he spoke to the law (Informant) What part of the game is that? (What part?) What part of the game? (What part of the game?) What part of the game is that? (Let me know) What part of the game? (Ayy, can you tell me?) What part of the game is that? (What part?) What part of the game? (Man, I don't know) What part of the game is that? (It's fucked up) What part of the game? (I need to know)

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I'm a hustler, baby, I'm a hustler, baby (yeah) I know heartbreaks, setbacks Bitch, if I crap out, I'm sure I'ma get back I been through the ups and downs, you know I get around So to me, it's all a part of the game (ah, ah, yeah) If I ain't the coke man, or the dope man I'm almost for sure man, I gotta take it Don't need to say shit, I'm gon' take it (yeah, yeah) Robberies turned homicide, it's nothin' to play with Make money, make-make, make money When shit hit the fan, we'll take money, Southside Be with the best of 'em, gun shot at the rest of 'em (yeah) Checks, I'm collectin' 'em, check, boy, I'm finessin' em (haha, oh, oh) Big bags of bread, boy you fuck around, put a big bag on your head 'Fore the weather break, you're dead Let's get to it, they don't do it like we do it (nah) Cop it, whip it (oh, oh), bag it, flip it Re-up, we up, G'd up, whaddup? (Yeah) Money 'round this bitch, still not givin' a fuck (ayy) When it come to that paper there'll be no complications (haha, that's right) Put a hole in a nigga right in front of you, your heartbeat pacin' And it's alright, that's how we do it on this side Niggas get to it on this side (yeah, yeah) I know heartbreaks, setbacks Bitch, if I crap out, I'm sure I'ma get back I been through the ups and downs, you know I get around So to me, it's all a part of the game (ah, ah, yeah) If I ain't the coke man, or the dope man I'm almost for sure man, I gotta take it Don't need to say shit, I'm gon' take it (yeah, yeah) Robberies turned homicide (NLE, the Top Shotta) It's nothin' to play with (ayy) It's all a part of the game, you gotta play your cards right Don't get caught without the pipe all night, lurkin' on sight Never go without a fight, win or lose, or wrong or right Protect your life 'cause I'll Deebo it like you was just a bike Two Cuban links just like I'm Tity Boi, ridin' 'round your city, boy Two-tone boogers up in my face look like a Chip Ahoy More money, more problems, got me feelin' like I'm Diddy, boy (yeah, yeah) Biggie, boy, now you see why these hoes get jiggy for me (oh, oh) Try to post up on his block, I bet we won't allow 'em Might grab that nigga off the lot, we pull 'em in the alley (yeah, yeah) We need some silence, suppress 'em when he start rattlin' (yeah, yeah) As you drivin', there'll be hell when you done did a robbery (yeah, yeah) Not your hoe man, I'm the boss man Not the dope man, but I bring the propane He had a scope on it, but he hit 'em close range Stormy days but you know we bringin' more rains I know heartbreaks, setbacks (hey, NLE the Top Shotta my nigga) Bitch, if I crap out, I'm sure I'ma get back I been through the ups and downs, you know I get around (yeah) So to me, it's all a part of the game (brrt, brrt) If I ain't the coke man, or the dope man (hey) I'm almost for sure man, I gotta take it Don't need to say shit, I'm gon' take it (hey, hey) Robberies turned homicide, it's nothin' to play with (hey, hey) Oh, oh Welcome to the Southside Yeah, yeah Ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band I always used to bust into her hand In my, my, my imagination I was living my best life, living with my parents Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants And my, my, my cancellations, hm, yeah And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine In my, my, my imagination So many cringes in the heroin binges I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah Enough about me now "You gotta talk about the people, baby" (But that's kind of the idea) At home, somewhere I don't like Eating stuff off of motorbikes Cumming to her lookalikes I can't get the language right Just tell me what's unladylike I know some "Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas" Sitting east on their communista keisters Writing about their ejaculations "I like my men like I like my coffee Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody" Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah A Xanax and a Newport "Well, I take care of my kids," she said The worst inside of us begets That feeling on the internet It's like someone intended it (Like advertising cigarettes) A diamond in the rough begets The diamond with a scruff you get Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke? Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke Calling his ego imagination? I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe It's kind of my daily iteration

Hey, uh! I'm a little over, over than he thought I'm a little over, over, I'm a hurricane He can run away And in the rain I'm hunting, hunting I'm hunting after him I'm hunting after him I'm hunting, hunting But after all words All words I'm telling He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire Hey I'm a little stronger, stronger than he thought I'm a little stronger, stronger, I'm a hurricane Running through the edge And in the rain I'm hunting, hunting I'm hunting after him I'm hunting after him I'm hunting, hunting But after all words All words I'm telling He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire He's part of me He's part of me He's part of me, my desire But after all words All words I'm telling He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire

Suddenly I found That I'd lost my way in this city The streets and the thousands of colors All bleed into one I fall down, Heaven won't help me I call out, no one would hear All of a sudden I'd lost my way out of the city Stand tall, stand proud Every beginning Is breaking its promise I'm having trouble Just finding some soul in this town The names on the faces in places They mean nothing to me 'Cause all they can do To be part of the queue in this town I fall down, Heaven won't help me I call out, no one will hear "Be no tomorrow" they say Well, I'll say: "More's the pity" Stand tall, stand proud Every beginning Has broken its promise I'm having trouble Just finding my soul in this town Stand tall, stand proud Every beginning Has broken its promise I'm having trouble Just finding my soul in this town Finding my soul in this town Keep on trying Keep on trying Keep on trying Keep on trying Keep on trying Keep on trying Keep on trying Keep on trying

Je m'appelle Natasha Et ça fait quelques mois maintenant Que la nuit j'suis plus moi Que je partage les draps De gars que j'connais pas J'avoue, j'ai honte parfois Car avant j'étais pas comme ça C'est pas bien je le sais Depuis que j'ai cédé À échanger de l'argent contre mon intimité Parfois ça clique Mais des fois ça claque Mais ça finit tout le temps à quatre pattes sur un clic-clac D'hôtel en hôtel mais jamais en voyage Le soleil se lève, je suis redevenue sage Je marche dans la ville Dans l'attente d'un coup de fil Papi à l'appareil, O.K j'te le fais pour mille Bonsoir Natasha Bonsoir Au Georges V, c'est ça? Oui, comme d'habitude Très bien Balade nocturne en Berline Escortée par les lumières et néons qui éclairent la ville Faux prénom et sourire Quand ils aiment se faire punir Pas de Christian Grey Juste aveuglé par la money Ils se servent de moi Pour oublier leur chez soi Le temps d'un instant vider leur frustration en moi J'me reconnais plus, ils ne me connaissent pas D'ailleurs pour tout vous dire Je m'appelle pas vraiment Natasha Si maman savait ça Faites que papa le sache pas Sa petite poupée fait pas non mais crie oui a capella Tous ces billets me manquent Je suis prise dans la tourmente Mon esprit quitte mon corps et l'abandonne dans la tournante J'suis désolée J'suis, j'suis désolée Désolée pour moi Désolée papa J'suis tellement, tellement désolée J'suis désolée Désolée papa

You were the lightning that lit up my sky I wish I would have spared you the stars of night And I can't seem to move on Ever since you've been gone I lay in bed and I wonder why I can't get you out of my mind Words of fire burn straight through my heart Why would I want to go back to the start So... Set me free Cause all you're doing is hurting me Release me You do you, let me be me Yeah, you do you let me be me You words hit like a hurricane Funny, how used to blow me away All that's left is a broken home Clean up the mess you made and leave me alone I lay in bed and I wonder why I can't get you out of my mind Words of fire burn straight through my heart Why would I want to go back to the start? So... Set me free Cause all you're doing is hurting me Release me You do you, let me be me Yeah, you do you, let me be me Cause every night I see you And you were were trapped in my brain Outside my window, My tears turn to rain So... Set me free Cause all you're doing is hurting me Release me You do you, let me be me Set me free Cause all you're doing is hurting me Release me You do you, let me be me You do you, let me be me Yeah, you do you, let me be me You do you, let me be me