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Lyrics
paparazzi at the door
i left my body on the dance floor
gimmie headlines gimmie more
im front page cover of magazines
in the fukin club scene
i cant help that i dont care anymore

i hooked up with the dj just for fun
glitter on the floor
ooh baby i think im in love
doin lines in bathroom stalls
baby i cant get enough
no i cant get enough
i cant get enough

my bodys slave to the beat
cant hear my name im dirty dancing
boys watchin when i step on the scene
they watch me move its so enchanting
dont u wanna be the king to my queen?
of the party scene
babe all drinks on me
pictures for the paparazzi
cuz im
queen of the club tonight
queen of the club tonight
all eyes on me ill drop it real low then do it all again
queen of the club tonight
queen of the club tonight
turn the bass up put it on repeat cuz baby i dnt wanna fukin leave

heart pumpin like an 808 drum
then my nose is bumpin that angel dust
i dont wanna be sober
when this is over
im here all night
make it last forever
dj spin that shit like a cyclone
do it right
lets get loud like JLO
im lost in the sound
im wearing my crown
hottest bitch in town
in the club playground

i hooked up with the dj just for fun
glitter on the floor
ooh baby i think im in love
doin lines in bathroom stalls
baby i cant get enough
no i cant get enough
i cant get enough

my bodys slave to the beat
cant hear my name im dirty dancing
boys watchin when i step on the scene
they watch me move its so enchanting
dont u wanna be the king to my queen?
of the party scene
babe all drinks on me
pictures for the paparazzi
baby i dont care
im queen of the club tonight
all eyes on me ill drop it real low then do it all again
queen of the club tonight
queen of the club tonight
turn the bass up put it on repeat cuz baby i dnt wanna fukin leave

QUEEN OF THE CLUB

The lead single from my upcoming EP "The Heart On My Sleeve"♥

Lyrics;
The world is dying,
Temperatures climbing,
Can't walk alone at night,
Crime rates rising,
Politics suck,
I just wanna live free,
Without others decisions weighing over me,

There's good out there,
Gotta find it somewhere,
Instead I gotta choose,
Between a man or a bear,
What can you do when you start to lose hope?
Don't know but for now I'll just cope

Let me put on my rose colored glasses,
To hide the weary face of the masses,
Two drinks should be enough,
To let me have some fun,
Throw caution to the wind,
Gonna have a good night,
Try to avoid all of the world's plight,
It's getting hard to ignore,
How long can I do this for? (HOLD FOR NOTE)

I try not to stress,
But my mind is a mess,
Pushing these thoughts all the way down,
Gotta fake a big smile,
Hope it's all worthwhile,
Keep my head up so I don't drown

Ignorance is bliss,
But at what cost,
To just dismiss,
All the hate and heartache,
It's like an outbreak,
How did the world come to thisss?

Let me put on my rose colored glasses,
To hide the weary face of the masses,
Four drinks should be enough,
To let me have some fun,
Throw caution to the wind,
Gonna have a good night,
Try to avoid all of the world's plight,
It's getting hard to ignore,
How long can I do this for?

How long can I do this foooor?

Gotta keep pushing,
Gotta keep fighting,
I tell myself,
But my insides are dying,
It's gonna get better,
It's got to get better,
I'm on my knees,
Please let it get better

Let me put on my rose colored glasses,
To hide the weary face of the masses,
How many drinks is enough?
To let me have some fun,
Throw caution to the wind,
Gonna have a good night,
Try to avoid all of the world's plight,
It's getting hard to ignore,
How long can I do this for?

Wake up the morning,
Got the sun in my eyes,
Trying to remember why I was drinking last night,
Ignorance is so bliss,
So I'll keep living like this,
Let me take off my rose colored glasses,
And join the weary face of the masses,
It was too hard to ignore,
I can't do it any more.

Rose Colored Glasses

HOTDROP Ft. Jahvan

Give a fuck bout the beef I put opps inna casket
Pullin 300k out the back of the mattress
Real exotic in blunts yeah they know I won't pass it
Redlining the cat like I'm not tryna crash it
If I bust on her face I might aim for the lashes
If I spot em I got em ain't giving out passes
You had sex with the thot and woke up with them rashes
All that cap in yo song boy you gotta stop rapping

Got like 300 bricks I might stuff in the attic
Had to Brabus the Benz I pull up inna Matic
Made him flip with the drac like that boy acrobatic
Bout to build a new crib gotta render schematics
And the money gone stretch everywhere like elastic
I ain't here for the drama you bitches dramatic
I'm in love with the guns I'm a Draco fanatic
You in love with the hoe and she made outta plastic

You in love with the bitch
Everyday she be switching a click, tryna hop onna dick like she really the shit
Got 99 shots in the Drac, if he come out to play, Aaron Donald, I'm sending a blitz
She telling me swallow my pride
Ian finna do shit you can really come swallow this dick
You would think we just killed him on live
He bleeding you thought he was streaming his body gone Twitch

I ain't loving the hoe cause she really too typical
Was a youngin in school tryna fuck onna principal
Did some shit in the past that ain't really forgivable
Red eyes, red beam on they block looking sinical
Got a lime green cat ian close to invisible
Started off with a diss now this shit gettin physical
All that cappin he rappin is fictional
He ain't gettin no pussy his bitches be digital
At the top ian maxing my pinnacle
Got a switch on the Glock what the fuck is you finna do
Talkin crazy they said his condition is critical
How you worried bout me and yo life really miserable

OK I heard that lil boy came from the UK
You don't gotta gun in yo country so how you get tough when you come to the States
Tried running on me like "Put yo hands up FAM"
Pussy bitch you'll get put inna crate
And we spinning right now I won't wait for a date
Throwing shots at his wig tryna hit his toupae
And the whip hit 200 and I'm still gone be late
I don't give a fuck cause I'm finna get paid
You blew all yo money impressing that bitch, and you went to the crib and ain't even get laid
DUMMY

Now she here getting dick in her tummy
Bitch I been in that field ian selling no honey
Lil bro wrap him up like a mummy
Can't spin in the rain he got hit when it's sunny

He got smacked with the chop we ain't give him a notice
And the coupe black and white like I'm banging with Lotus
Keep on flexing that money he never can show it
I don't care who you is I throw shots at the POTUS
I might pull out my dick tell little baby to blow it
Heard it's snakes in the grass I pull up tryna mow it
Quarterback out the back of the van imma throw it
It don't matter the weather we spin while it's snowing
I got ADHD I can't drive inna Focus
Heard they caught him in prison getting lathered with lotion
I just bought a new yacht I might move in the ocean
New Dior for my bitch cause she really be toting 

I'm strapped
I don't care bout a flag ian paying no tax
5 deep on yo block caught 1 tryna lack
And you leader a bitch he might give up his ass
And the chop on repeat ian switching a mag
Why you talkin bout money and you don't gotta bag
All night we be spinnin they shit like a fan
New drum onna chop like I play inna band
Up 800k she can't say I'm the man
Give her good dick till I'm catching a cramp
She thought she was grabbing my cock, but it's really the Glock I can't fit in my pants
MAN
Let me fuck I don't care bout yo man
All gas in the Cat I might fuck up the Trans
Had a shot at the boy and she fucked up her chance
If he reach for my chain I might cut off his hands

Disrespectfully

Go Getter - FT. K1

Too Hot Ft. Keshi

Best Of Me-Emma (Prod. Kirby)

prod. avatarbeats
Lyrics:
got many fans since im best in the city,
pull up on me im gone in a jiffy 
lost in the sauce and nobody can get me,
pull up aim straight and shit is just whiffin

hear all the talk and then more of the talk,
talk all the shit but aint walking the walk,
call me a bitch cant take anymore,
lets run the 1s youll be left on the floor

 yeah you can try pull up to the block,
5 deep and you still get shot,
EMS but the blood dont stop,
run the 1s and your shit get rocked

fuck with the gang and we try you for treason,
orange and blue LS-9 were in season,
we aint gone shoot less you give us a reason

we aint gone shoot less you try talk crazy,
ill spin not masked yeah im lazy,
ginge mullet anyway you can spot me,
missed 15 times when you shot me,

leak blood but you stuttering away,
leak tears moving on anyway,
when i find this motherfucker imma let the bullets spray,
when i hear this beat imma let the chorus sing

got many fans since im best in the city,
pull up on me im gone in a jiffy 
lost in the sauce and nobody can get me,
pull up aim straight and shit is just whiffin

hear all the talk and then more of the talk,
talk all the shit but aint walking the walk,
call me a bitch cant take anymore,
lets run the 1s youll be left on the floor

lets run it back i aint dissin nobody,
i aint got haters got fans like im bobby,
pass me the drink cuz im a dy-ing man,
touching the bible with all my right hand,

lord he talk crazy come save this lil man,
you know he scheming try make a lil plan,
yes i know they come back at me they shootin,
they all haters they gone keep me moving,
keep playing shit cuz i know that you groovin,
talk all that shit but alone you gone nice me,
walk wit this chain round my neck and its icy,

at this point heart gone so cold i might lose it,
all emotions gone make me act stupid,
when im up in this mood you best move it,
like juice dreams i have gone be lucid,

in those dreams you know you aint moving,
so much lead in his body its laying him down,
im done with this shit i be wearing the crown,
try talk all that now,
its your turn to speak,
praying on the weak,
ill leave you knees,
im sure you know what that shit means,

we smoking on green,
we stay high,
fuck it on god, this shit my time,
lil creepy ass fucks all you want is attention,
got my name in your mouth cuz thats just what you mention,

got many fans since im best in the city,
pull up on me im gone in a jiffy 
lost in the sauce and nobody can get me,
pull up aim straight and shit is just whiffin

hear all the talk and then more of the talk,
talk all the shit but aint walking the walk,
call me a bitch cant take anymore,
lets run the 1s youll be left on the floor.

Pop Out

we are not singing to each other we are both in very happy relationships #Charlayla #Larty!!

LYRICS;

Can you catch this vibe,
Take me home tonight,
Looking like my type,
Make you feel so good, make you feel so right

Can you catch this vibe,
Take me home tonight,
Looking like my type,
Make you feel so good, make you feel so right

I've heard about you,
I know a lot of things,
You're a man with finer taste,
Expensive cars and diamond rings,
What ya know about pleasure,
Because I can take you higher,
One thing on my mind,
And it's your desire,

Pull up, pull up,
And I'll wear my favourite two piece,
The ones with, the bows,
The kind you see in your, dreams,
Feeling, religious,
The way I'm staying on my knees,
So if you please,

Can you catch this vibe,
Take me home tonight,
Looking like my type,
Make you feel so good, make you feel so right

Said she want a romantic, not a gangster,
Put her in a two man whip with a rapper,
Has the vibe changed, wait let me ask her,
Has she got the Will like Smith, call the actor,
Can you catch a vibe tonight at the afters,
Lay out the red carpet like the baftas,
I take my time with the 5 out of 5,
Don't do no crime cause we strive for the best,
Catch a vibe with the rest,
Ride top down in the whip with a vest,
With the 762 strapped close to the chest,
All these other fucked up dudes looking pressed,
Got my girl and you know that I'm blessed,
Can't catch a vibe, then you know she's a waste,
Call my girl, hop round to my place,
Clothes off got my hands on her waist,
Girl take it away

Can you catch this vibe (catch this vibe),
Take me home tonight (home tonight),
Looking like my type (my type),
Make you feel so good, make you feel so right (make you feel so right babe),

So just pull up, pull up,
Pull up, pull up,
Can you catch this vibe?

Vibe Ft. Bakes

Dead Air

[Intro]
Yeah…
You said I love you, like it meant somethin’ real,
But to you… it was just noise — another deal.

[Hook]
“I love you” — just a word to you,
Empty breath, cold lies, seein’ right through.
You played the part, but you never stayed true,
Now my heart’s iced up — thanks to you.

“I love you” — just a word to you,
Spoke in whispers, but the pain grew.
I gave you all, now I’m brand new,
You lost a real one — I outgrew you.

[Verse 1]
You said forever, but forever was a scam,
You played emotions like a goddamn hand.
I bet you smile while I break and stand,
But I rose from the ashes — that’s who I am.

You fake cried when the guilt came close,
Said, “It’s not what it looks like,” I already know.
You were textin’ hearts while I bled slow,
Now I’m cuttin’ you off — I’m the show’s main glow.

[Hook]
“I love you” — just a word to you,
Empty breath, cold lies, seein’ right through.
You played the part, but you never stayed true,
Now my heart’s iced up — thanks to you.

[Verse 2]
You called it love, I called it chains,
Now I’m breakin’ out through the pain and flames.
Your touch was poison, your kiss was a game,
I’m not your victim — remember my name.

You wanted control, now I’m takin’ the wheel,
Drivin’ through memories I’ll never feel.
Your ghost still lingers, but I won’t kneel,
I’m the one that’s real, you’re the one that’s fake steel.

[Bridge]
I screamed I love you! into the void,
But your heart was hollow, my soul destroyed.
Now every “love” I hear feels deployed,
Like a bomb of lies I’ve learned to avoid.

[Outro]
“I love you” — just a word to you,
But I turned my pain into something new.
You lost your grip, now I’m breakin’ through,
Your love was a weapon… but I’m bulletproof too.

Just a Word to You

📍 𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗥𝗣 📍
bakes in this bitch

Artist for Dream Records