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Can I Have Your Attention?

the weekend!

lyrics:
You got no business questioning a- questioning a
Thang, thang, thang
Thang, thang, thang
Thang, thang, tha
You got no business questioning a- questioning a
Thang, thang, tha-thang
Thang, thang, tha-tha
Thang, thang, thang, tha
You got no business questioning a- questioning a

Pop in
Pop out
If you didn't know me then, then just- just shut your mouth
You didn't know me in the north, so don't call when it goes south
Think I'm giving you my route? No, I'm taking you out

Some you need to take a run like DMC
I'm DND to all these texts that people send
They're TMP
I get a rest from all these people preachin' peace but really mean
They knew the sign but never really CND
On the screen, they're seein' me
I got electrons in my body
I got secrets in my trunk
And your girl doesn't want prison but she really wants to cuff
Yes, I'm glad I met you once, but I don't really wanna puck
You don't even get to duck when I just flank you like a duck

Pop in
Pop out
If you didn't know me then, then just- just shut your mouth
You didn't know me in the north so don't call when it goes south
Think I'm giving you my route? No, I'm taking you out

(Just two bands, got it?)

Just two bands, it's just two bands, it's just two bands, it's just two bands
For those bands, I'd get you handsy and romantic: Make you dance
But I wouldn't do that kind of thing despite saying the fact
It's just that you say you don't like me, yet there's values that you lack
You need to stop
You need to stop
You need to stop
You're acting silly
Feel like bathroom fish the way you got me asking "is it really?"
(Thang) Manny Pac the way I knock out
Stop this
Boom like the stocks in
Get ready for my pop-in

Pop in
Pop out
If you didn't know me then, then just- just shut your mouth
You didn't know me in the north so don't call when it goes south
Think I'm giving you my route? No, I'm taking you out
Pop in
Pop out
If you didn't know me then, then just- just shut your mouth
You didn't know me in the north so don't call when it goes south
Think I'm giving you my route? No, I'm taking you-

We're sorry
You have reached a number
That has been disconnected or is no longer in service

Money's comin' out my, uh
Money's comin' out my pockets

Money's comin' out my pockets as I'm laughing to the bank (I don't care!)
Got a couple puckin' bangers in the tank
I said don't pick up that phone
You don't wanna see what happens
I said don't pick up that phone 'less you wanna see the cabin (2 Le-)
Two Legit two Quit like MC Hammer when I'm rappin'
Take you and her to the cinema to show you both some action
I don't slow roast
I break you down all personal like fractions
Yes, I go ghost
Negotiating lames is not a habit

Uh, half-mast flag flying
Puck it I'll be gnashing, slashing
Call it class the way that you'll be passin'
And then I'll be dashin' (Catch)
Catch 22 catching 22
Like Scooter Braun
Try typing hate comments
With your puckin' arms cut off

Not even talking to you
It isn't worth it
Don't call me
This number's (No longer in service)
Not even begging for attention
I just walk in
Not even targeting
I just- I just pop in

Pop in
Pop out
If you didn't know me then, then just- just shut your mouth
You didn't know me in the north so don't call when it goes south
Think I'm giving you my route? No, I'm taking you out
Pop in
Pop out
If you didn't know me then, then just- just shut your mouth
You didn't know me in the north so don't call when it goes south
Think I'm giving you my route? No, I'm taking you

You got no business questioning a thang
You got no business questioning a thang
You got no business questioning a thang
You got no business questioning a thang

POP IN, POP OUT

all credit to ME!

Lyrics:
Well, for years
And years
They say that money has been
The root of all evil to a lot of men, but

Can I have your attention?
I'm lost in suspension
I just wanna know that you'll be there
If something hits the fan

Do I have your attention?
I don't want your aggression
I just want you here

You can talk
We can talk
I don't care of where or what it's about
As long as it's with me

And you can walk
I'll just walk over there
Cause why be alone with the things that you see?

Can I Have Your Attention? (Intro)

Up! Up!

I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm
Uh

I'm going down now
Go to downtown to let sound pound
Feel like DJ Khaled
You cant stop me being loud now
Loudmouth people get mad like it errands and they're embarrassing
Cause they'll be soonest to bow down

Your favorite game to play with me was, "Guess which way you'll twist the knife into my side"
Because you took my livelihood (almost my life)
So now I'm thinking whether not the things I learned were worth the time
Or if the damage scarred was wrong or right or dark or light

Your favorite game to play with me was, "Guess which way you'll twist the knife into my side"
Because you took my livelihood (almost my life)
So now I'm thinking whether not the things I learned were worth the time
Or if the damage scarred was wrong or right or dark or light

So I'm up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
Up up up upupupupup
I'm going up

Up, up

I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up

Get away from you bony zero backbone piece of -
Think I'd rather rip out all my body parts than sit through more of this
I'm pissed. You promised skies, delivered pits. my spirit's split
You pitiful disguising leading, lying hypocritic skit
You played the game. I won the round
Your voice is noise. I hate the sound
Matter fact, let's double back and hit each other pound for pound
I was a king without a crown
I'm rising up. you're falling down
And I said it. I need credit like I wrote "I Get Around"

I'm going down now
Go to downtown to let sound pound
Thinking when I never have to see you like a countdown
Next time that you see me better walk away or crouch down
Bounce down. Count in, Drowned out.
Wound out
I was wound up like a puppet
Every time I tried to talk, you'd just tell me to sh-sh-shove it
Never gonna talk it down or hold it back or t-t-tuck it
You can hate me now, but one day, I will make you learn to love it

I'M GOING UP

Dear Evelyn
I am
Not gonna send this letter
No love
Was given to me off of a silver spoon
So I learned how to savor off a blade
We both know I don't move how I used to move
Love me just the same
Love me just the same
I wrote you a song
You didn't sing it back
I wrote you another song
And you're singing it wrong
Woke up today (Good morning!)
(I just want to go back to sleep) I just need more time
I wrote you a third song, fourth song
Fourth time, four eyes
See you on the courtside
Swing and a miss
I laugh at you
Had to (Hold still!)
(1, 2,3!) I'm still mad at you
Let me go back to the past
(Slap!)
I just slapped past you
(Hold st-Hold)
Still woke up today (Good mo-)
(Just wanna go back to sleep)
I memorize the patterns of your teeth and your anatomy
I'd rather dream
It's easier than unraveling why you do not grab at me
Cause I'm the only one obsessed with you who doesn't have to be
I'm cool
You're cool
We're cool
So why isn't this happening?
I'm actually matter-of-factly perplexed so this is sadden-
I wrote you a song
You didn't sing it back
I wrote you another song
And you're singing it wrong
Woke up today (Good morning!)
(I just want to go back to sleep) I just need more time
I wrote you a third song, fourth song
Fourth time, four eyes
See you on the courtside
Swing and a miss
I laugh
At you
Had to (Hold still!)
(1, 2,3!) I'm still mad at you
Let me go back to the past
(Slap!)
I just slapped past you
(Hold st-Hold Still)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
Hold still

Hold Still!

Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own
Gotta flip the script and (You what?!)
Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own
Gotta flip the script and turn a rock into stone
And the pennies to loans 
Many bet against the way that I'm setting my goals
Watch me make what they make wither
For a spot, you'd be sipping on paint thinner

And I say that I'm sorry but I'm not sorry
I'm looking up in the car and its starry
Me verses me like it's Ford and Ferrari
I lawyer on her like show me body

Habeas corpus
I am so gorgeous
You would pay for what I forge 
It's really simple
Broke a bone. Got a cap
Some of you are waiting for a model map

All out
I said it. I'm going all out
I said I'm pretty like Ricky
You ask where I'm at. I stickered your city
I'm waiting for reasons to answer your text and it just hasn't hit me
Grip the safety, lift the weight, free, trip and face me
I got a spear. Make you move in a line
I said, "Baby hit me one more time"

If you like
If you like it I love it
Care about me but I am not cuffin'
Like it how I'm not bluffin'
He like my style. It's toughy (Yeah, he say it's toughy)
Whip it up in a pot
Beat him up and I give him a (?)
You my son boy, you was (?)
NPC yeah, you was a bot
(Bot)
Said I love you. Yeah, I do not

Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own
Gotta flip the script and (You what?!)
Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own
Gotta flip the script and turn a rock into stone
And the pennies to loans 
Many bet against the way that I'm setting my goals
Watch me make what they make wither
For a spot, you'd be sipping on paint thinner

A&R said they're aching for great pillars 
But I'm there with the people like Wayne Miller
And you talk like you're not on those painkillers
You got caught and went back to the same dealer
You're not real like the F in concave mirrors
You can't cut it like sloppily taped scissors
I'm young and blessed to have so many mad at me
Cap and gown, but there's no cap in my salary

All out
I said it. I'm going all out
I said I'm pretty like Ricky
You ask where I'm at. I stickered your city
I'm waiting for reasons to answer your text and it just hasn't hit me
Grip the safety, lift the weight, free, trip and face me
I got a spear. Make you move in a line
I said, "Baby hit me one more time"

Fisher, baby, give me one more line
Fisher baby! (Uh!)
It's a sign of the times
I rip out your spin
You got your flesh without blood like it's Grimes
I'm checking the time like all of the time
Working on signs and my lines and designs
People who talked bad on me have no plays
They played stupid games and won a dumber prize

And people don't mind when they're undermining all the times that I cried
So much blood money running up and down my friends like it's heinz
I'm spending my hours on shrines
I'm spending hours frigid over every digit
Picking skin edges it's just proof that I'm all out
I'm crimson I'm gouged I'm drawn out
I'm crimson. I'm gouged. It's the price that I pay
And I like it that way cause I like that I'm paid
It's a vice in a way cause when I roll the dice
In my mind, I'm a cat
I got mice that I chase
I got mice that I chase
I got lines that I make 
I got tracks that I make
I don't cop out
It's all thought out
People hate on what's new like they thawed out
I wrote it, I sang it, I said, I mixed it, I sent it, 
You know i go all out 

All out!

ALL OUT (ft. gaptoothv4mp)

One
Two
One Two Three
Wow!

You wish you had a different name
Different game
Different way that you exclaim the way you're happy that I came
Got no shame
It's so funny, honey
Technicolor girls only see gray
When they're looking in the mirror
Say (Wow!)

I- I love so much that every time I feel so stupid
What you're doing to me now is why I only can say
(Wow!)
What am I doing
Moving either like I'm God or Cupid
Moving in a dream that's lucid
Now you got me spoiled and ruined
Now you got me dancing badly, madly
Off some kind of juice that you produced
For sake of movement through the valley
Caddy rallying a human
Get me loose and then I'll prove it
I said that I'm not the jealous type
Before I aimed my gun to shoot him (Chk chk, pow)

If your favorite sound is silence
Then I will not even speak
If you say we need to stay up
I'll say sleep is for the weak
And if you need me bilingual
Contigo, todo es unique
If you say you love photographers
Then pose
Say cheese!

(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)

I don't give space, I give hot
Call me Mister Misses Maker
Majoring in nature physics
And if you do one thing today
Then please understand
That I could give you anything
Except a well-made plan

I- I love so much
That every time I feel so silly
What you're doing to me now
Has got me changing up my style
What am I really, really doing
In a busy city
Acting off the way I'm giddy
Guess you're really my Achilles

If you say you love adventure
I will climb the highest peak
If you say you love a patient man
Then I will wait for weeks
And if you say you're sentimental
We'll be dancing cheek to cheek
And if you say that you love flowers
I will give you a boutique

If your favorite sound is silence
Then I... Ahem
If you say we need to stay up
I'll say sleep is for the weak
And if you need me bilingual
Contigo, todo es unique
If you say you love photographers
Then pose
Say cheese!

(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)

(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)

Say Cheese!

I'd like to talk
I got a lot that's on my mind
Let me be direct: let's reconnect. I want the time
All you wanna do is have a fallback
All I wanna do is get a callback like

Hello
Hello, hello, hello
Shake to statements made like Jello
I get payments ever settled
Soles are placed on pedal
Kettle calling pot hot
Hotshot faking pop placement rebel
I was in Lockhart-put the braise straight to metal
I said I got things to settle

I change based on how big that I get just like a quantum dot
I talk a lot in mics. I'd rather do this than a common job
A bottle on the floor
Don't my mama. I've not gotten caught
I put inside my writings flows as sharp as shots from Octorok

I try to talk to you but it's a bore
I'm falling straight through the floor
I feel ignored
I'm wanting more
And that makes me feel like I'm dumb
I'm sick of the work and the burning of bridges
Fixing the glitch in my pitches
And in my britches
You think you're winning. I think it's funny
I spent more money just raising my puppies

And I took a detour
Now I'm sun-kissed
My regular list is like your buckets
I make more alone just off my archive
You don't write, so I don't want your top five

QUANTUM DOT (prod. noellefayt)

This is a song for a missus
Who spends too much time inside her own head
And I dream of dancing in a dream house
Till we get tired and sleep in our bed

I don't know what I'm doing here
I don't know what you're thinking

Oh, this is a hope that you listen
I spend too much time inside my own head
Cause I dream of dancing in a dream house
Till we expire and sleep in our deaths

And I don't know what I'm doing here
I don't know what you're thinking

This is for whoever listens
It's not for her attention
There's just love in my head
And I sing songs
Knowing they're about you
And it's nights you don't know that
Where I toss in my bed
And, and, and
I don't know what I'm doing here

I don't know what I'm doing here
I don't know what you're thinking
I don't know what we're doing here
Oh, I don't know what we're doing here

Temptations.

Music Video: https://youtu.be/ZsGWqpsOJ4g

Song dedicated to the 1985 BMWs

Lyrics:
'85 Bimmer
You cant rust my seater
Go flash-flash dash
I adjust my meter
But I love these fans
I don't hush my readers
I don't judge my greeters
I'm the clutch drive speeder

I don't take no breaks unless I wanna take a break
It's the sicker spitter
Lick it up and duck off in the place
In the past, I went lower than Impala Chevrolets
Now I jump so high they don't say Kevin Kempt
I'm Kevin Gates
I said please give me space
I move at a dizzy pace
I just want a starship like my name was Jimmy Page
So I put myself to work
Can't just be a pretty face
A lot of people just embarrass me
I can't affiliate
Only time I'm getting zeros is when adding to my digits
I might follow up with London-circle back and hit a wicket
I got money on my money
They should make a call to guiness
I got blue top to bottom
All these Bennys got me Bridget

'85 Bimmer
You cant rust my seater
Go flash-flash dash
I adjust my meter
But I love these fans
I don't hush my readers
I don't judge my greeters
I'm the clutch drive speeder (It's an)
'85 Bimmer
You can't rust my seater
Go flash-flash dash
I adjust my meter
But I love these fans
I don't hush my readers
I don't judge my greeters
I'm the clutch drive speeder

I don't take no breaks unless I wanna take a break
Like the little piggy, I just like to move to hit the bank
I don't care bout what you think and I don't care bout your thanks
You're ugly you stank and I can't care (Can't)

'85 Bimmer

black hole

One Fish - Wild, Like My Cousin

Turkey

Neighborhood Watch

Feed Me Jack - Jelly The Queen

Shut Up: It's Showtime!

Bonus track taken from the debut album 'Heartbeat Underground (Deluxe)', now available worldwide on Tape Club/Believe.

Buy it on iTunes here: http://bit.ly/13EzTmn

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Temptations.

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