cigarettes are nice
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Youtube - "XOKKEV"

*NEW* Donda 2 *LEAK* ft. lil b, Jack Harlow, Adele, Bladee, Bobby Shmurda, and Morgan Freema

Context. Setting. And tone. Destruction takes place mid-song.

Lyrics : 
Aye
Wack his man in the face
What they going to even say?
Yeah, I'm walking every day

What do you mean about it?
Telling me I won't be something, 
Bitch, I'm leaning about it
Now I'm jumping on the scene
What do you see about it?

Now I'm laming
What she doing?
How many drug is she consuming?
Now I'm ruining
Now I'm using them

She just want a little taste so she tell me what she think...

Now we're labeled ghosts 
But, what do you know?
That's just how the label goes,
I'm not froze

Demons in the morning
That's how I'm riding
Everything for free
So we dive in
Can't you see it's me
Yeah, I'm high man
Look what the time is
I'm driving, now slide in

Now we're labeled ghosts
But, what do you know?
That's just how the label goes,
I'm not froze

Demons in the morning
That's how I'm riding
Everything for free
So we dive in
Can't you see it's me
Yeah, I'm high man
Look what the time is
I'm driving, now slide in

*SHE*

Closing to the way of life. An ode to the passion of love and where it comes from.

Lyrics :

(Aye)
(And I-, and I’m feeling some way)
(Can’t even hide it)
(Nothing)

HST, said she wanna fuck on me
I wanna be everything that she wanna be
Can I lead?
Can I be on?
Look at my collar
I've been in the wrong
Nobody wanna bring me along
How about me? I’ll just sit right here, nobody calling my phone, bitch, I need that clear
Yeah, I need that click (Proud of myself)
Go get a- (Don't even where the hoes)
Go get a bitch (Won't even go to the show)

I just wanna fuck on her like she fucked on me now I go
Remember when we was back home, you was on the show, I was on the road
Maybe we’ll go
Two separate ways
Mend my drink I cave

And I hope I rake enough money that I'm saving
I can't really think I'm Satin I can't really even be my baby
She just wanna fuck me for my name, meh
I just wanna fuck her for that basis
I just wanna fuck her for that basis
Yeah, I'm lazy

I just wanna fuck on her like she fucked on me now I go
Remember when we was back home, you was on the show, I was on the road
Maybe we’ll go
Two separate ways
Mend my drink I cave

I can't even say what's in my head
Can it get out?
I can't be my only sol

Impatience

Giving thanks for the good and bad from the past.

We are the aliens.

Lyrics :
One more dance probably thinking about his past with a tool sitting in his lap
Won it big from the top man had to split town and now he can't relax
Locked eyes from across the bar, she walked over and had to ask
“Where’d you get that? Can you take me out of here? Baby, I need some cash”

Want to go north? 
Forget about the porch? 
We could drive ourselves a Porche
Reside by where nobody lives
Baby, we could be the shit
Baby, you could be my night shift (Night shift)

And they flew from the place not a frown on their face, put on masks while they were holding hands
Put the clerk next door to his knees and filled the bags with everything they need
Hearing screeches from the drag, but the only thing left was some smoke and broken glass
They locked lips with no eyes on the road never worried, who would take the wheel?

A couple years later, they were hanging by the stable that the gas station bought
He was looking for his heart found right there on the saddle on a horse
She smiled back at him saying, “Daddy, help me off” and he could not pretend
“You’re the best thing I've got, so don't you worry bout my part, I will always lend a hand”

Want to go north? 
Forget about the porch? 
We could drive ourselves a Porche
Reside by where nobody lives
Baby, we could be the shit
Baby, you could be my night shift (you could be my night shift)

Now he's grown old, and he's sitting in a rocker telling stories of his past
Never thought that he’d get here but with her smile there, he knew he could last
Just a picture of her now but she gave him something great, and he knew that it happened fast
So, if you ever have to worry, let the moment take you sturdy, and forget about all the cash

Night Shift

A dim but transcended look into changing for the better.

Lyrics :
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)
Ooo (Boom, boom, dah)

Mm, ah, ah
Ah

Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Ooo

Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Ooo

Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Ooo

Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Ooo

Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah

Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Ooo

Steve Lacy Only Got Famous Because He Grew Up With Money (Interlude)

Don’t give a fuck what they think
More than a pint, I’ve been sippin’ that drink
One with the fine, bet you know that that’s me
Pull you backstage, then we fuckin’ on seats
More than my Benjamins, bitch wanna eat
One with a fine, bitch, I run with a fee
I don’t get tired, I run off of heat
Your girl, she tired, she down on her knees

I won’t feel my reach, check
I won’t feel I’m leakin’
I won’t feel it sinkin’ in
And, I’m off of a perc, man, I’m drownin’
Who do you know when you’re high?
She at my place, I know when she cry
Shoulder and face, bitch, I knew you would lie

I don’t wanna think about it
Growin’ sour and she frownin’
I got power, won’t you down it
I got showered in her fountain
Brought her flowers in the rain
Yeah, I might lose it straight out my mind
I need to come in there high
Knock me off my pedestal
I’m written but not in textbooks
I’m leanin’ out, I’m not in control
I’m leavin’ now, I just needed you folk to know

Shows, if she, if she, if she goes
I’ve got ten of that from shows
Don’t wanna relax and fold
But, if we’re here, it goes

Pill pop, your legs locked
Sleep on top, your bitch get knocked
Dunk a sale, I fix a lot
Moment of silence I’m out
I’mma fade in the back of the coupe and it’s loud
I’ve got drainers that won’t even give me noun
It’s more that I need, won’t give it doubt
I’m still freezing when she look at me
Struggle with my thoughts don’t know what you see

Somewhere in the clouds
Where my head won’t touch the ceiling

I don’t wanna think about it
Growin’ sour and she frownin’
I got power, won’t you down it
I got showered in her fountain
Brought her flowers in the rain
Yeah, I might lose it straight out my mind
I need to come in there high
Knock me off my pedestal
I’m written but not in textbooks
I’m leanin’ out, I’m not in control
I’m leavin’ now, I just needed you folk to know

Shows, if she, if she, if she goes
I’ve got ten of that from shows
Don’t wanna relax and fold
But, if we’re here, it goes

Sour (Outro)

Oh, I found a new me
And, you, you don’t even like me
Oh, can I get a bite, please?
And, lose I just wanna type B
For you, I would fight

Yeah, I could type right
Yeah, I could typewrite
Don’t you wanna try like?
I could die right
I could try you
I could die right
I could try you

Swingin’ it-
Swingin’ it down
Swingin’ a- 
Swingin’ a pill around

We ain’t comin’ down
Freakin’, I’mma dowse her
Bowser tricks, now she cowardly
Looked at me, I’m born of me
Look at me, I’m born in me
Look at me, I’m mournin’ me
Look at she, she adornin’ me
Look at me, I’mma floorin’ key
Look at me, I’mma foreign key

Car in a tree top
Beggin’ for the beats off
I don’t leave soft
Come on babe you need I

Oh, I found a new me
And, you, you don’t even like me
And, oh, can I get a bite, please?
And, lose I just wanna type B
For you, I would fight

What happens when you’re naked?
Argue that I’m changin’
I’m going through changes
I’m going to change it
Let my bracelet hang

Yeah

4 U I'd Fight

(It’s too late in the fuckin’ morning)
(Been up all day, and all night)
(But, it’s better to do it alone)

Yeah
Better tighten up
Better tighten up

Everyone bringing me down
I’ve got lessons now
Everyone cheatin’ their sound
I got do it now

I’ve got legs for two reasons
One’s at your place and one’s at mine
Hold up, quick, what’s the time
Is it time for me to go?
Is it time for me to roll up my dough?

I’mma leave some on the bedsheets
When she looks at me, man, she’s dirty
I ain’t dirt cheap
I be worthy like Lakers

The heat got her just in blazers
Throw me that book if I even care
Throw me that look, not that fuckin’ stare

Everyone bringing me down
I’ve got lessons now
Everyone cheatin’ their sound
I got do it now

Everyone holdin’ me down
I’ve got LEGOs now

Yeah, treat your shit
I don’t want no D-list
Yeah, my D-list
Goes harder than your mix

Act like he from the six
Then, we split his neck
I don’t wanna come around
I don’t wanna come correct
Without you next to me

Dump me in the streets
Chrome my dome, Felicia
Soar with fairies, niche
I just wanna leash ya
I just wanna leash ya

I don’t got no bitch, I call her
I don’t got no bitch to follow
I don’t got no sticks to draw

Yeah, I hoop with no ball
Yeah, I shoot with no car
Yeah, I coupe with no Saw
Yeah, I do what you saw
Yeah, I do what you not
Yeah, I do what you not

Everyone bringing me down
I’ve got lessons now
Everyone cheatin’ their sound
I got do it now

12 AM

She just had a tongue, I didn’t feel on her waist
Got a purple lung, I’ve been smokin’ everyday
What my fire on? I got hella in a day
Thought we were havin’ fun but we just got out the way

Don’t you
Baby, won’t you paint me
Why the fuck’d you?
Baby, don’t you hate me

Yeah, baby, don’t you hate me
I’ve been in it saving
I’ve been in it, create me
I’mma get up, get up every dawn
I’mma fall in love
Just one lung I won’t feel it nothin’

I’mma shine the light
Everything on sight
Dreamin’ that’s alright
Yeah, I’ll get it when I’m young
While you’re fuckin’ done

I’mma feel the sun beat down on my face
I’mma feel it, numb, yeah, I’m runnin’ out a fade
All that fuckin’ grunge and she wanna fuck my mate

Caught me in it, flavor
Get another paper
Say that you just wrote it down
Now, we’re out

Give it like a thirty pound for that down
Down and out
Roll with a weekend
I can feel it leakin’

Don’t you
Baby, won’t you paint me
Why the fuck’d you?
Baby, don’t you hate me

Yeah, baby, don’t you hate me
I’ve been in it saving
I’ve been in it, create me
I’mma get up, get up every dawn
I’mma fall in love
Just one lung I won’t feel it nothin’

I’mma shine the light
Everything on sight
Dreamin’ that’s alright
Yeah, I’ll get it when I’m young
While you’re fuckin’ done

I’mma feel the sun beat down on my face
I’mma hack a lung while I’m down on my face

Dawn

Handy man
I won’t ever lose the tape if it’s sittin’ there
I’ve already gone insane, not gettin’ there
Leanin’ out the car and I won’t sip it

Island with a foreigner
You look hella fine
Why would somebody come in here, askin’, “Money?”?
Talkin’ show me what you take
Causin’ all this blame
I’mma fall off for your favor
One day later hater

Why the long face?
Don’t know what to feel today
Cryin’ ass late
I won’t ever lose afraid

Awful, who just got let down?
Everyone pour some muddy, I got money in my mouth

Scratch myself, I’m stressin’
No, a new Tesla
On a breaststroke
No one called or mention
Ain’t no missin’, ain’t no fuckin’ missin’
Ain’t no benchin’, that’s just too much attention

I’m finna fall early
Covered in these walls nearly
Sweatin’ when I’m cold, confusing
Gonna have to talk fate

Why the long face?
Don’t know what to feel today
Cryin’ ass late
I won’t ever lose afraid

Awful, who just got let down?
Everyone pour some muddy, I got money in my mouth

Scratch myself, I’m stressin’
Yeah, ignition
Only get addition
Only answered now

Awful

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Aye yo, man, fuck

Stomach filled with pills
And, I’m feelin’ ill
Down a seven mil

Stomach filled with pills
Now my stomach’s ill
Down a seven mil
Pass the bottle

Hope I’m goin’ still
Stuck inside your will
She got cold in here
Well, I’m hot

One pulled up when we pulled his block
My fire burn hot molotov
Cock it back my brain dissolve
Yank his strap he takin’ off

He bought a sock
Mona Lisa, pussy a heist
Drippin’ my faucet I’m hopin’ for ice
Stackin’ these squares in a circle
You don’t know shit, Steve Urkel
One v. all your crew
Loose change arcade shake
Don’t feel safe
If she wanna pay the bills, buffalo dip I’m out this bitch
Mount Rushmore, I down this four
Suck and swallow, bitch, you whore
Call tomorrow, even score
Snake got caught, no Adam, no Eve
Blood him up my fuckin’ B
Swim with sharks that’s how I see
Cam-record, this shit ain’t free

Stomach filled with pills
Now my stomach’s ill
Down a seven mil
Pass the bottle

Hope I’m goin’ still
Stuck inside your will
She got cold in here
Well, I’m hot

No even start
School you boys that part
Fuck your mama’s hand
Spit it feel like sand
No alpaca
Rodeo, and a night show
World in a choke hold
Make it tap out
Louder than your hoe when I bend her over
Don’t remember sober
It been cold and low
No one at the door
But, I’m knockin’
Fuck that, I’ve been marchin’ 
By God’s will I’m honest

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Stomach Sick

I’m so proud of me
I’m not walkin’ down the street
I’m so proud of me
I just caught another lease

Yeah, I got all the way
Nothin’ left and nothin’ to say
Skeet all over her face like I’m Davidson

Ah, I can’t walk it off
Shot me in the leg and I’m not walkin’ out the store
Off, wipin’ off my dirt
Catch it with my cup and pour some Sprite, I’m ‘bout to slur

My dick she got to slurp up
Wipe her off like markers
Wife her then she Birk’d up
Don’t ever wanna feel done

Hold in one, gotta run
Baby, it’s my mission, I’mma get it done
No more fun, yeah, I’m no more fun
All this smoke, I’m feelin’ like I’m double lunged

Yeah, I feel your tongue tangled with mine
You can hold my sword, baby, I’m your shining knight
But, we’re out of time
Caught my vibe

Where the- where the hell’d you go?
Where’s my time?
Nothin’ for you no more
Nothin’ for you no more

I’m so proud of me
I’m not walkin’ down the street
I’m so proud of me
I just caught another lease

Yeah, I got all the way
Nothin’ left and nothin’ to say
Skeet all over her face like I’m Davidson

Play with me
Baby, please
Pullin’ up, you’re Mabel Green

Bend you on the sofa, we’ll see how this shit works
Got her seein’ spells, man, I feel like I just curse

Work, work, work, baby, work
Curtain, curtain, I just wanna surf
Work, work, work, baby, work
Certain, certain, I just want what’s worst

What’s hurtin’?
Yeah, what’s hurtin’?
Callin’ off my dawgs ‘cause I’ve been there too
We don’t gotta lose, we can both win
And, at the end of the night, yeah, you’re still my friend

Proud Of Me

(Aight)
(I may have drank a little bit too much tonight, but)
(We still goin’ so I gotta keep drinkin’)

One when I’m down, I’m a whore
Blessings on blessings a score
Better not help the boredom
Click that follow if you're bored, huh?

She got less than a chore, uh-huh
Your girl want me with accord

Bldd, bldd
Nobody sleepin’ on top
Send me by pigeon, I drop off
Letter been spinnin’ the top off

Legs, they been runnin’ a mile
Tell me who takin’ the child
Pinnacle right on the DAW
Comin’ correct for the now
Bleedin’, I don’t hear a sound
Screamin’ and holdin’ it out

One when I’m down, I’m a whore
Blessings on blessings a score
Better not help the boredom
Click that follow if your bored, huh?

She got less than a chore, uh-huh
Your girl want me with accord

Up the score
I got a roof above my head
Up the storage
Know what I’m ‘bout

I’ve been feelin’ your doubt
Just for the record, I’m proud
Stick up for yourself and now
Know I’m not a coward

One when I’m down, I’m a whore
Blessings on blessings a score
Better not help the boredom
Click that follow if you're bored, huh?

She got less than a chore, uh-huh
Your girl want me with accord

Accord

Messi home from Barcelona, don’t no, get it over
Pass that homie, he on bells, don’t wanna get it off
Passive pass it over with no fee
Like his shoulder, she got beat
With her ties known
Leasin’ with that mindset

Hungrier with these beats, I’m Budapest
No one shush, I boot a fest
Clap it out that mama
No one safe like pharma

Big X up in that Texas
Move over I’m fuckin’ your best friend
No ceilings, we got drop tops
I’m slippin’ with that Lexus
Motherfucker been that Martian
Twelve-o just got started
I might not be from Mars but I’m layin’ with the stars

Somethin’ bout that real shit, that trill shit, that garden
Maserati tippin’ with that target in hand
Know you just a lame and I’m an artist, that farthest
Tip it, cool that drain, he got heaters, what’s the same?

Imagine we’re the starters, the world is ours
Roxie in my hand, turn that brick to sand
Pop it, probably, don’t miss, the party started
Tumblin’ out that begin
Moan her name in your apartment
And I’m grimy and you salty

Golden showers in her mouth, she call me King like Midas
Come up and I’ll mud it out, don’t need that shit like Idris
Don’t step up in my momma house if you don’t speak my language

Somethin’ bout that real shit, that trill shit, that garden
Maserati tippin’ with that target in hand
Know you just a lame and I’m an artist, that farthest
Tip it, cool that drain, he got heaters, what’s the same?

trill sh*t

1. @winterclothes [prod. Temcandoanything]
2. @klaus [prod. Palabra]
3. @ornaments [prod. Okwunda] 
4. @cabinfever [prod.EricWhoTf] 
5. @chriztmaz [prod. JK - 47]
6. @snowbunny [prod. 48glock]
7. @burnbythefire [prod. Frozy X Wintfye]

@merrychristmas!

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