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Turn Me Up Josh Every street nigga ain't a rapper Every rapper ain't a street nigga Every dope boy in rap, ain't a dope boy in the trap You know what I mean? Think it's a game? Snowman, Tip, 650Luc DJ Drama, legendary I said trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh She say she don't, bitch, you're a teaser I'm on the Perc now, I'm 'bout to pour my lean up Fire the dope up, huh, better not fire no seed up We in the dope spot, I make her roll the weed up, uh Trappin' out the West End like we in the trap a lot I sent the package on the freeway in the back of a double R Uh, and I'm on the PJ, I'll be back by ten tomorrow I'm on my way to a meeting, I'm a real dope boy Trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh I got a 36, I'm 'bout to turn the team over Coppin' dirty bricks, I need some Aquafina I'm in that big Phantom, that type of shit you dream of Them exotic leathers, like she got a Celine plug The feds fucked up Tip, them fuck niggas killed Nip I'm like '96 Olympics, I'm just tryin' not to flip Smoke a blunt, pour some white out for Bankroll Fresh Every motherfuckin' Rollie, might as well buy a vest Grind hard, fuck the rest, DJ Khaled, we the best Just know we number one and we ain't claimin' nothin' less Nines, fours, and them triple beams Yeah, I just left Milano, Valentino jeans Said trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh Yeah, a thousand dollars hoodie, camouflage in the double R Tryna buy the block and build a skyscraper, fuck a car Okay, acknowledgement is mandatory, better give me all of it I call atomic, dawg, like parliament Intolerant to the fuck shit when you fuck with this bloodline It be generations of retaliation, Ain't no waitin' on it, ain't no hesitation, I swear You pull up on me, you can see the shit I say I have to catch a body, I can beat this shit, I pray Adhere to former drug dealer, ex-con, hoe At 12, said I'd rather sell crack than push a lawnmower Hustle, get a bankroll, double up, boy And if you go against the grain, you a fuckboi, for real Trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh Real A-Town dope boy shit Shout out to West Side Crips Eastside Jody, my niggas Decatur Ice Duct Tape niggas, Trouble Shout out to Dez and the whole SPC Gucc, MPC group home Shout out to Robin Hood Mike D Shout out to No Face, No Case The great A-10, 10 East Point Shout out to NEA Shout out to QC, Migo Gang, what's up? Monster Status, Big L Shout out to Cash Only My Freeband niggas Longway, what's up Shout out to Wolfpack Big Twan and Teezy Unos, shout out to ABG Free Major Grams, Diablo Red Diablo Scott, OG Chop RIP Famlay YFNBC the Label

Some shit never change, nigga Aha, ayy, yeah Frank Muller, put one, two to your medulla Habla, gun dada, there is none hotter I'm so in love witcha girl, it's just somethin' 'bout her I'm havin' fun with her, you better come get her I fuck her face, bust one on her concealer And make another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb nigga Since a young nigga, I've been a made man My bitches come with fat ass and a spray tan Spend a whole bag, then run up more I won a 100k shootin' dice 10 to 4 Playing poker, put the sack up, go all in Lose, double down, win, go to Dubai If you wanna win big, the risk gotta be high Want them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I will be damned Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they asked for Life be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow Dope boy fashion, avoid fuck boys, hate 'em with a passion I'm sucka-duckin' gettin' money A hard dick all a bitch got coming, yeah All I know is more & more (aha) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what this is) Hunnid bands (Yeah) All I know is more & more (aha) (Wassup) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke (Tip, I got you, nigga) Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You, know what this is) Hunnid bands Dope boy, bitch I ain't got to say it again It's the king and the don, you gotta play it again Drop the top, lace your boots up, grab your scale All you see are triples E's like you're weighin' a whale See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it ain't hard to tell Flex, made that yellow butter, it ain't hard to sell Thirty rounds up on my hip, make it hard to walk (damn) Caller from a private number, make it hard to stalk Drop the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so made Left the Dawn in the Bend, Dade, I'm so paid And she came to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got slayed Skinny dippin' in the pool yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh All I know is more & more (aha) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for Hunnid bands (Yeah) All I know is more & more (aha) (more & more) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for Hunnid bands All I know is get this check and the respect Fly the family from Atlanta to Hawaii and back Why would you act slow? No, I'm not an asshole Get your ass blown smooth off for doin' too much Had it with the other nigga that was tryna move up It is what is, ain't no way to make a do-up Better know that we was selling crack until we blew up Was trappin', everybody knew us And then the mill' came Done been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, don't feel pain Just heard Urban Legend the other day and it still bang Get a hustle (get it) Make it double, want some weight, you need some bigger muscles (you need it) Finesse the plan, then work your way throughout the filibuster Tryin' not to kill a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig) But I'ma still try my hand with a car show Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it does True trap nigga All I know is more & more (aha) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what this is) Hunnid bands (Yeah) All I know is more & more (aha) (more & more) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for, uh huh Hunnid bands All I know is Some more and some more is all I know, man You know what I mean? Big-big shit poppin' for a long time, you understand that? Hey, we do this shit for bread and meat; we don't win then we don't eat, you understand? Yeah, yeah, talk while we spit is what we do all day, man I mean, try to be humble as I can be But truth be told, none of you nigga can't fuck with me, you understand that? It's the motherfuckin' king, nigga Come hell or high water, accept no substitution Stay solid all the way through it Fuck what a hater got to say What I did, can nobody undo Build this shit with my bare hands, man Bare witness to the greatness It's upon you This is the Dime Trap

Never say, never say what you can't do Never let nobody tell you what you can't do Yay, I say yay Say yeaaaah Don't let nobody tell you that it ain't you Chase your dreams, my baby Don't let anybody stop your dreamin' No matter how hard it's seemin' Keep grindin', I know you got a reason Don't be scared to express yourself Go and tell all your daughters you ain't leavin' Tell 'em that you're here to stay Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Fuck anybody who hate it Game face on but we ain't playin' Aye we just gettin' to the money, the money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Aye cause gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, the money

I don't ask no questions I just handle business I don't ask for favors I don't ask for niggas Who the fuck asked you niggas? Look, I don't run from no one Pass me my drink, I'm on one Real killers moving in silence, Act sober Act sober All of these niggas be goofy rats Telling on everything moving I was in Austin and I was feeling real groovy Shoutout my boy Trae he put on for Houston I say, "who want it with me?" Pull up with Benz, got them drummers with me Ready for war like, who coming with me? Got goons who feel like what's the point in living Niggas hoes, so what's the point in trippin' Crack a nigga head like a fortune cookie You had a choice pussy, wet you up like Like moist pussy My young niggas look up to me Get a hand going for a buck fifty No thanksgiving, I ate dinner I ain't missing out on no meals I'm so patient, I'll wait for it Cut a nigga face like seals I'm so trill, I'm so 'bout it My music give me chills, ahh Like damn i'm so little but I'm feeling like Shaquille (O'neal) If I go today, just know today You were in my will (my fam) My best friend and my godson He just like my kid (Tristin) I ain't going back to my old life I'm in this shit forreal (I'm in it, I'm winnin') So if you try to take that from me nigga It's kill or be killed, ahh (wassup?) It's kill or be killed I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title Niggas intentions be bad Look at what they did to them here Look at what they did to my dad Niggas be feelin' themselves I rather feel on myself Than to let you feel on my ass I got the chrome and the stash I'm not no thug, I just know niggas with masks Woah, hahaaa You pussies don't move how I move I ain't into flashing my jewels I ain't never gon' lose Can't be like Tim with that two We got burners and fuel (fuel) We'll do you, & we'll do you, we'll do you Woah, hahaaa We'll do you, aye, we'll do you I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title

You left me time Oooh, ohhh This from me to you Oooh, ohhh Oooh, ohhh I really think that you're hot Let me see what you got, let me see it, let me see it How could we make this make sense? how? how? Without looking really crazy I ain't trying to look like no fool, you know You got a family of your own And you know my situation I wouldn't say it if I ain't mean it wouldn't say, wouldn't say Baby, you're so beautiful to me, you're so beautiful to me And I wonder what it's like I wonder, I wonder I want to take a risk and see And I think you feel the same How you be starin' at me, how you be staring at me I always catch you looking at me every time, I saw you I make love to you all in my head Why does this feel like some love affair? I know what I want when I see it So Imma go, but what I know so be it I ain't trynna cause no drama But I can't help how I feel Butterflies in my stomach Every time that I see you Oooh, ohhh Oooh, ohhh Every time that I see you Meet me in the lobby, can you meet me downstairs in the lobby, I knock on your door In your gym clothes So nobody knows I said "can't nobody stop us, can't nobody stop us" Not, I stand my ground ten toes, I hold it down for you The way you make me feel Do that thing with your nose. Okay, why you keep doing that? Baby, look I can show you better than I can tell you, I want you, I want you, want you And Imma get you, naw I ain't trynna cause no drama But I can't help how I feel

With all of my might, With all of my might I do this. It's a waste of my time to pursue this. I'm so full of self-indulgence to think that you'd like this song. Jot it down and I stuck it in the basement, Underneath the living room floor. For some reason I don't think I'm gonna make it. For some reason I don't think about it anymore. Get so bored with the radio, bored with the video. You've got to make a _______, just to let'em know. ______________________________________________ With all of my might, With all of my might I do this. It's a waste of my time to pursue this. I'm so fucked self-indulgent to think you'd like this song.