2016

Songs

gang gang

Stormzy - All That Matters

Stormzy - 0 To 100

Chip - I'm Fine Feat. Stormzy & Shalo

FukWhatTheyTalkinBout Mixtape 

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Newcomer, Dae Dae, recently signed to Nitti Beatz Recordings/ 300 Ent. has this new record buzzing everywhere. This one will overtake the airwaves very soon. 

Dae Dae - Wat U Mean (Aye, Aye, Aye)

This that! #Flexicution. 
Produced by 6ix. 

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Logic - Flexicution

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6 O'CLOCK 


(Chorus) 

Funny you
Wrote me off 
Chain swanger top down 
Like 6 o'clock 
Way way down 
They put me on 
Panoramic views 
Keep me close to God 

(Verse) 

That's on God 
Move like mobs
Young italiano blood 
It's just like moms.. yeah
Just like moms 
I just might go dumb 
I heard all your new shit 
It sound just like ours 
now y'all just might starve 
Now y'all chasing loses 
Ego big like Texas 
I look more like Austin 
I been too exhausted 
I'm on tour like mick 
Imma dawg like pife 
I score no assist 

(Bridge)

Oh no who gon go against me again 
I learned a lot of lessons as a adolescent My friend 
I seen the fake ones take one too many times 
Like the last slice 
They a cut yo ass for the pie I don't get it 


---Scene---


(Chorus) 

Funny you
Wrote me off 
Chain swanger top down 
Like 6 o'clock 
Way way down 
They put me on 
Panoramic views 
Keep me close to God 

(Verse 2)

I need a new chain 
Wood floor no carpet 
I want a good girl 
But bad ones callin
My Phones on Do Not
Disturb im saucin 
Need a driveway so long 
It got valet parking 
see no limitation 
I don't need donations
They say chase the one
So illuminated 
Take that how u take it 
I think we almost famous
Bandana on like Tupac 
I act like we related 


(Bridge)

Oh no who gon go against me again 
I learned a lot of lessons as a adolescent My friend 
I seen the fake ones take one too many times 
Like the last slice 
They a cut yo ass for the pie I don't get it

6 o'clock

YOUR SONG 

(Verse 1) 

And all I do is make these rap songs
the ones about you 
you know the sad ones 
the ones you laugh to 
because you can't cry 
unless you have to 
I get you needed space but who the fuck is that dude how did my life become a highlight reel of bad news asked you last week 
to stick it out like track shoes 
instead you throw my shit out by them trash cans
said you hate my tattoos and my best friends 
well then 
here's to all my haters 
I can't wait to see the look on all they faces
When I make it 
I'm tryna blow up 
Like my patience
I'm tryna glow up 
Never made ends 
Meet 
But look at me now 
I'm working than before I hold My team down 
Yeah
See through the drama I ain't take it to heart 
It's Crazy everything that made me almost tore me apart 

(Chorus) 

This right here is your shit 
It's even worse because I wrote it 
your song 
Don't that make you feel important? 
(Oh shit)
Don't that make you feel important?
Your song 
Ahhhh
This right here is your shit 
It's even worse because I wrote it 
your song 
Don't that make you feel important? 
(Oh shit)
Don't that make you feel important?
Your song
Ahhhh
Is so lit 

(Verse 2) 

This right here is your shit 
It's even worse because I (ohhh) 
Hey, I'm fully loaded got the whole shit 
Yeah and I let it go 
That's why I dropped no shade just to let em know 
Girl I know you hate me 
Now I'm on yo tv screen in HD
You can call me crazy 
Call me anything But baby yeah
You the one who told me this would never happen
Fast forward I'm on tour now I'm fucking rappin'
Young wit no attachments 
Every record snapping
They say I got that something
Something they can't fathom 

Hold up 

 let's just take a step backwards 
This shit for every single time u cracked my passwords 
Oh man 

I'm just mad that I lost so much sleep 
All u did was cry wolf i was tryna Count sheep 
Now I'm tryna count sheets
Of them blue Ben franklins 
Your song 
go an add it to ur playlist 

(Chorus) 

This right here is your shit 
It's even worse because I wrote it 
your song 
Don't that make you feel important? 
(Oh shit)
Don't that make you feel important?
Your song 
Ahhhh
This right here is your shit 
It's even worse because I wrote it 
your song 
Don't that make you feel important? 
(Oh shit)
Don't that make you feel important?
Your song
Ahhhh
Is so lit

your song

ON MY OWN

(Chorus)  

Yeah
Driving out to Denver in the morning 
than it's back to recording 
The tour got cancelled out in Portland 
So now we headed straight to Seattle to get
My portion 
Anything making money just make more sense 
I had to find that on my own 
Why you think im out here workin more shifts 
Cause I'm so sick being broke 

Sick of being broke X2 

(Verse 1)

Live from La 
Lotta on my plate 
Lotta in my face 
I need a house on the lake 
Tryna get paid 
I can see Rain 
I look outside 
I see ya face 
I see ya pain 
I'm talkin to me 
Talkin to chase 
Some of em stay 
Some of em go 
Been on my own 
Back in the day 
It was same 
There he go 
Mr. fuck em all and kill em slow 
And my souls forever Gold 
If I change, than put a bullet through my through my skull
And go bang
(Bang) 
And I die here's a open vain 
90s baby that's makavelli and some cobain 
Rotating 
Gotta keep em in my rotation 
No stranger 
to this life I am no stranger 
No danger 
come wit me you'll be safe 
I got the world on my shoulders 
And your girl round my waist 
It's like..
Gimme a break 
For all the fame and the fortune would u give it a taste?
Would you bite that apple for example?
They say that life is a beach so when I stand in my sandals Hope I can manage to handle 
The waves that crash on the land n start to unravel
The hassle that we call life 
Uphill battles without no amo 
I change the channel 
Everything that I see's a scandal 
It's all in shambles how do I cancel?
Cancel em out!

(Chorus)

Driving out to Denver in the morning 
than it's back to recording 
The tour got cancelled out in Portland 
So now we headed straight to Seattle to get My portion 
Anything making money just make more sense 
I had to find that on my own 
Why you think im out here workin more shifts 
Cause I'm so sick being broke

on my own

HOME 

(Verse 1)

It's like I don't know 
It's like I don't know 
Where I belong 
Far away from home 
My bro said I'm better off on my own 
Doin music 
Do it for them 
Got a 10 city tour 
Than I'm do it again 
It's like.. Man You don't understand 
Where I'm comin from
Treat me like the big bro 
Tho I am the youngest one 
They like face it 
What if If we don't make it 
I put it em on my back 
Cause that's the last thing that's breaking 
Sold out shows came from rappin in the basement 
They thought it was wrap 
Until I came back... home
Yeah That's right mafucka 
You know who back up un it 
When I had my back against the wall 
You just stabbed me in it 
So Imma take the same knife 
And wish you the best 
Than aim it right for your heart 
N Send it straight  thru your chest




(Verse 2) 

It's like I don't know 
It's like I don't know 
I see em trapped 
I see drama i see u abuse the fact 
That 
you young n dumb 
You irresponsible 
Always doin drugs 
You hate the club 
Yet you always end up at the club 
New group of friends 
New guy around you 
Say it's only hug
But fuck 
Look what it was 
You wake up 
Pissed off 
A little drunk 
Half asleep 
Oh shit 
Who did you fuck 
No not him 
Not him he was your friend 
Not him 
Not him 
Who let him in 
You had 10 shots 
Ain't black out but 
Got the spins 
It's you girl 
All you 
You did 
Concent 
You were innocent 
Just slipped up 
Never meant to 
Than you told a rumor 
and with your life you ruined his too 



(Verse 3)

225 and I'm Swervin 
I exit at Alemeda 
They meet us in a suburban 
We crashed it fuck it was worth it 
Got bags of weed and the molly 
The police on us pshhh copy 
I'm sweating tryna not go crazy
Growing up they told me I'd make it 
It's go time hut hut no cadence 
Ain't playing fuck Am I saying 
I came up straight from the pavement 
I Got a chance imma take it 
Never took this foresaken
Fuck your 15 minutes
I'mma get it , too infinite 
Blowing up u ain't wit me don't call 
From the city where snow really fall 
Ah yeah ah yeah 
Fuck around here you might get tossed 
I be movin

I'm movement I'm the music 
Opportunist 

These are stories from city 
I conclude it 

Like this

DNVR 

a MILE UP BITCH

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