Radio silence Where are you hiding from me Why can't we fix this Why can't we fix this Said something wrong, no No you didn't think of her You left her at home You left her alone Without you What should i do I broke you up inside How could i be so blind Without you What i should do, huh Can we make up in time You told me you were fine Where did i go Where was your mind Was I alone You coming back You left alone Hurt in between I lost my place I lost my Home Radio silence Why am i hiding from you All my hairs are catching thorn And all my sins are confessed But without you I coudln't do I was so broke inside I couldn't see my lie But without you Now i'm through I swear i've changed my mind I don't think that i am fine

There used to be a time We were two of a kind When anything was wrong We'd talk about it You'd open up to me Heart on your sleeve 'Til shadows overshadowed you I tried to reach you through the growin' static I tried to replicate the fading magic Did everything to keep the signal from dyin' All I got was radio silence It's like it all went south When there was nothin' wrong The way you disappeared Came out of nowhere I wasn't ready for The way you shut the door And lеft me standin' in the frame I triеd to reach you through the growin' static I tried to replicate the fading magic Did everything to keep the signal from dyin' All I got was radio silence I waited through the storm Thinking you were comin' Comin' back to me Alarms that used to warn Me that you weren't callin' Never called for me I tried to reach you through the growin' static I tried to replicate the fading magic Did everything to keep the signal from dyin' All I got was radio silence I tried to tell you that it's gonna get better I tried to put the pieces back together Did everything to keep the signal from dyin' All I got was radio silence Radio silence All I got was radio silence

Born in the valley, '85 You took me to the guest house Where your friends would all skip class and get high You're rollin' up the windows Now you're pourin' me wine in your jacuzzi You want your sex more like the movies So, I buy the book on Kama Sutra To get you screamin' "Hallelujah" Hold my body, can you feel it? I've been tryin' to keep this secret down I'm tryin' to shake the spirit out Radio, radio, radio, radio Into silence Radio, radio, radio, radio Into silence You sent me a picture of your doorstep Of your key, and where to find it Back of your closet, in your best pants The cash inside your wallet You have anxiety over pregnancy So, you bought this fuckin' pill for me Now it's Friday night and you're out My head's inside the toilet I love how you told me to calm down And I'm screamin' "Hallelujah" Hold my body, can you feel it? I've been tryin' to keep this secret down I'm tryin' to shake the spirit out Radio, radio, radio, radio Into silence Radio, radio, radio, radio Into silence How could this happen to me? I happen to be holdin' on How could this happen to me? I happen to be strong What I couldn't see, it was happenin' to me all along Hold my body, can you feel it? I've been tryin' to keep this secret down I'm tryin' to shake the spirit out Radio, radio, radio, radio Into silence Radio, radio, radio, radio Radio, radio, radio, radio Radio Into silence Into silence Into silence

Ridin' rubber, rent checks, livin' on ramen Chappin' our ass 'cause we can't afford Charmin Rockin' that one-ply, one-ply Shakin' down the couch, found a buffalo nickel Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle It's kinda petrified, petrified Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Girl, I sure can't tell you've been workin' your butt off The way you're rockin' them second-hand cutoffs Can I talk you into takin' 'em off? Score a little discount, 6-pack Keystone Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown Go on and get a Friday night on Girl, one of these days, gonna look back laughin' Sippin' pomegranate sake at Nobu But, baby, 'til then I'm a have-not havin' And everything I have's got, with you Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money

I've been working so hard, I'm punching my card Eight hours, for what? Oh, tell me what I got I get this feeling, that time's just holding me down I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues everybody cut footloose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Dig a way down in your heart You're burning, yearning for some Somebody to tell you That life ain't passing you by I'm trying to tell you It will if you don't even try You can fly if you'd only cut loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo c'mon, c'mon let's go Lose your blues everybody cut footloose, Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa. Cut footloose, Whoa We got to turn you around And put your feet on the ground Now take a hold of your soul I'm turning it loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut Everybody everybody cut footloose

BLAKE Following the viral success of his breakout hit "Flexin" in late 2016, San Antonio rapper BLAKE... read more Ay, ay Woof Ay, ay Look Diamonds look like piss (piss) Diamond chain on piss (piss) Now my wrist on sick (sick) Now my bitch real thick (thick) Pull up, then I skrrt (skrrt) Look at they expression (spression) Ben Frank on me too, he blue I think he got depression Diamonds look like water (water) She drip drip like water (water) Hit that bitch, don't call her (call her) Dodge like Charger (Charger) Pull up then I charge her Lil' bitch bad and bougie Can't dap you up, you a fuck nigga Fuck niggas got cooties I'ma leave they feelings hurting Windows down on purpose Hanging out the window, swerving Baby Snapchat made me nervous 'Cause my main bitch, she be lurking I swear she do the most Boy, you talk a lot Let's talk about why you so broke Wait, talk too much, bitch, shut up I'm your young dumb motherfucker BLAKE, why your belt unbuckled? Tryna save your bitch some trouble (wait) Ex-bitch mad, oh well (well) Cop that pack wholesale (sale) Mama like, "What's that smell?" Had to move the pack out the crib that's hell Panoramic my whip Hoes all on my tip 100s blue like a crip Bust my nut... dip Left wrist, holy moly (damn) Fuck you niggas, we not homies Used to have to cop the O-Z Now a nigga need the whole thing Pull up, then I skip Keep it brief and quick Tripping over a bitch Broke niggas make me sick No, I won't call her Fuck her, don't bother One hundred, need charger One hundred, need charger On fleek, yup Bossed up, yup Turning heads, right left Strike a pose, yup Yeah, I seen them pussy niggas Pussy nigga, do you need some help That boy there gon' need some milk Flex on 'em, yup Bitch I'm feeling dangerous Wrist on fucking singing Beat so fucking dangling Belt so fucking hanging Had to hit 'em back 'Cause that ass was like on whoa (whoa) Niggas playing games And they stuck in story mode Bitch talking 'bout shrimp and steak (steak) Tell a bitch get out my face (face) I can't take your ass on no date (wait) But I can hit your ass with that BLAKE (ooh) Boy, quit tweeting, it's okay Little nigga all in his feelings Can't figure out why is it Broke niggas always got the most opinions (ooh) Had to show you niggas who's next up Baby, quit talking, that's extra Just say I'd like a checkup Why you peeking my message Ask too many fucking questions Send me one more text message You gonna hate the rolling sessions Why these niggas so lame Wanna talk down on my name Niggas thought that I was playing games Wrist looking like Johnny Dang Lil' boys like, you funny Talking 'bout, you ain't making money Hating on me, but now I got your bitch Ha-ha-ha, God don't like ugly Ha-ha, ha-ha