Finished version of PABLO with sum added ye vocals and a new hook.

Pablo (Ft. Travis Scott, Future & Marilyn Manson) - Kanye West (Leak)

Travis Scott - Momma Be Trippin

DBR DELUXE EDITION + CHOPPED AND SCREWED EDITION

Whole Lots Changed (Slowed & Chopped)

Travi$ Scott - Lights (Love Sick)

Travis Scott – The Curse 

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, ooh-oh
Yeah
Yeah, ooh-oh
Yeah, yeah
They love you then they hate you, that's the curse

[Chorus]
They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah
Niggas always plottin' on your worth, yeah
But momma always taught you put in work
Put in work, yeah, put in work, yeah
When your niggas switch up on you, that's the worst, yeah
They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah
They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah, ooh-ah

[Verse 1]
Got a call on the plane, I just left Meech
Second row, the guy next to me havin' a slick conversation
Mama said the state denied for the fifth time
She need to borrow right now, yeah
I wrapped the money, flew it like a kite to H-Town, yeah
Now we on now like the light bill, but never cuttin' off, yeah
I'm on top now, still comin' down, but never fallin' off, yeah
I might need the distance, all I need is time, time
Can't even look at my phone line
Without a couple texts that I can't deny
Locked the phone, I had to close my eyes
Half the time, man, they tellin' lies
Who to trust? Man, I can't decide
Nowadays, we just don't reply
But they know my name, they compare it, still
We was busting seals before we had a mil'
We done had the grills before we had a deal
I'm a Houston nigga, that's what made me here
That's the curse, yeah

[Bridge]
They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah
They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah
But your momma always taught you put in work
Put in work, yeah, put in work, yeah
Yeah! Yeah!

[Verse 2]
They might hit you with that Tyga, never do you right
Hit you with that Bill Cosby, thirty bitches overnight
I might have to hit my back up, hit that 713 side
I might have to pull a Tiger, I might have to crash my ride
Can't be like you niggas, no, can't be like you guys
I can't tell no stories, no, I can't tell no lies
All we do is money, do that money exercise
We just pay our taxes, pay our tax, don't pay no mind
That's the worst

[Refrain]
They love you, then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah
They love you, then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah
They love you, then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah, yeah
Yeah! Yeah!

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-wah-oh, ooh-oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeh-ayy, yeah-ayy-ayy, yeah-ah, yeah, oh, oh-ooh-ohh

The Curse

Travis Scott – Animal (Feat. T.I.) (Prod. Travi$ scott)

[Hook]
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
We lost in the world who's feeling safe
It's parked outside been in the case
We walk outside feel like a mason
The preacher at the altar to tell you to have a taste
White wine, go ahead and sip your race
And walk in the closet and feel amazed
Ain't no retire, fall out of line and we get to pacin
And we gonna simply reside and fill up the space and
Took the travis may leave you around and place it
That's a classic, no other way to have it
Remember me and my brother slept on that mattress
And look how many bitches piled up on that mattress
I'm feeling too proud, cause all my niggas around
I gotta prove it right now waitin' for ‘em to feel it
It was cool for a second, but now might take a minute
Cause now I'm in the building, god damn, I'm about to kill it

[Hook]
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground

[Verse 2: T.I.]
3-57 apparel the shit I wearo be Balenciaga
Prada, Margiela or something hotter
Double barrel your medulla oblongata send you to Allah
A million dollars on my wardrobe, damier on my collars
Nothing short of an assassin, garments I stick my ass in
Kill niggas dead on the scene, no casket
Basking in my glory on the 37th story of a highrise
Ten hoes, nice thighs, mai tais
Serving umbrellas, but I knew the perfect fellow
So impressive, she would this Beretta if I let her
Have a blast of a lifetime, ass of a lifetime
I swear this dick I give her it'll last her a lifetime
A nice night selling hard rock in the pipeline
Put in their life and now they love a nigga longtime
Wednesday three freaks, Thursday four hoes
Five on Friday, yesterday six chicks
Today is the Sabbath I got seven going at it
On a mattress doing shit you can't imagine, I'm laughing
True story, real talk, that's classic

[Hook]
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Had to leave from home, better off than hell
Skip the town somehow I ended up in jail
Loved the jail, it was better in the cell
Did a little crime, too that shit never ever tell
Somewhat I'm partying the third partying
First she started gargling, and end up swallowing
And went to class too and got some knowledge
You fucking with the devil like she over popping him
She love the pills too she over popping em'
She's standing in the line, just to do the line
Fuck is that fresher than a motherfucker
Tell me wanna fuck with us
Frontline hands up, niggas while we thrown dust

[Hook]
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
From the ground

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