KHALED KHALED

EVERY CHANCE I GET (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk)

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna talk about my feelings now 
Words just come to mind, not hard to think about
I write songs everyday but I don’t put ‘em out 
You could say I’m just loser, that won’t make it now

Don’t feel bad for me, I know it’s okay
Sad boy, emo artists, now im paving down my own lane
It’s hard to stick with me if you don’t like me, you could go away
I was tryna save you, when that heart breaks just don’t call me

Marblo, when I spark the cig
And im over it im used to it
im 10 ten toes down this earth again
And im reaching in how im zoning in, Im focusing,
And I’m remembering, I remember days I was dying,
I remember days I was crying
Now you see me flying 

I don’t wanna talk about my feelings now 
Words just come to mind, not hard to think about
I write songs everyday but I don’t put ‘em out 
You could say I’m just loser, that won’t make it now

hard to think about (prod. v-e beats)

Skeeyee Sped Mixxx

let me in
im tired of who i have been
i need you i dont care
id destroy any air
throw my life away for you
till i decay for you
my love has changed for you
no i wont stay home

i can hear your heartbeat now its so loud
take my hand love and pull me down
i know what you think of me now
youre taking away all the sound
tried to set the bar so high 
so nobody can see your eyes
all mine
nobody could be your guy
i advise you never talk less you wanna die

i can not be beaten 
at the same time im useless
he just wants your heart 
but he wont know how to use it
hes stealing my style and hes tryna call it music
show that to my girl cause shell find that shit amusing

if im being honest, think im in over my head
your talking shit about me, your careers already dead
ur so funny
ur so funny
you think i give a shit

keep on pitching down ur voice when you deliver the mix

you only ask for features
wonder why i dont reply
you treat me like a number
a number all in your eye
wont treat me like im normal
expecting thousands of likes
thought u where a friend
ur putting on a disguse

maybe if you listen to me once in a while
youd all understand this is the best i can give
more that i try, the more i feel i should quit
if ur looking for an answer, buried under my skin
told you everything thats wrong with me
and
everybodys still expecting the best of me
ive been the best i can be
im a mess 
and lonely

fuck with me for the last time
this the last night
fights getting outta hand now
but its alright
fuck living 
ima die now
its about time
sheltering my mind out from the outside

ill throw that bitch in the air
you know you never had to lie
and if gravitys fair 
youll break the bones all in your spine
cause what happened to you
should never spiral in my life
im deaf to ur shit
cant hear u talking all the time

far beneath the plane
this is where i belong
cause ive been here decaying
and collecting in dust
and i dont know how to tell you love
im feeling the worst
its all gone wrong
love
im fuelling a curse

newmaker III

BEAUTY IN THE PAIN

BEAUTY IN THE PAIN (feat. HECTOR VAE)

Pregnant (ft. Evan)(prod. Paryo)

deathwish

AI - 1soul, @Kazaiproductions2 AND @YVLTATA 
VISUALS - AZE ALTER
 #1soul
FIELD TRIP LYRICS
[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it’s a Maybach
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
Fuck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Throw it just to make her late (Ay)
Check it just to make her late (Ay)
Call 'em just to make her late
Ride it just like ridin' a bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a ride (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip, yeah (Schyeah)
Take her on a hike

Ty Dolla $ign]
Whippin' that Benz like a rental
Two hundred cash, my bitch say I'm mental
Medical plans, I'm all in her dental
Move like a dog, I'm fresh out the kennel
Niggas say, "Gas", they rollin' up fennel
I know some niggas still servin' like tennis
Twenty-five cash they go get you finished
Wake up and spaz like Dennis the, uh (Uh)
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Ooh-ah, uh, uh-uh)

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it’s a Maybach
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it’s a Maybach
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
Fuck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Throw it just to make her late (Ay)
Check it just to make her late (Ay)
Call 'em just to make her late
Ride it just like ridin' a bike (Throw it)
Never give a fuckin', uh
Take her pussy 'round the strip (Schyeah)
Take her on a field trip (Take)
Take her on a ride (For sure)
Take her on a trip
Take her on a hike

Uh, I'm spittin' out venom
The baby not real, it's not in 'em
Send 'em a letter, I kill 'em
Pull up, I don't need dismissal
Buddy attitude way judgmental
And the mop part might just run
Breakin' this boy like Skittles
Double 05, we criminal
Anybody out by the missile
Tape on the gun, ain't miss 'em
Tape on it, shake on it, shake on it
Uh, shawty keep suckin' my balls
Movin' too fast, 'bout to break somethin'
Shawty keep hiding my phone
Keep doin' that, I'ma break somethin'
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, break somethin'

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it’s a Maybach
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
Fuck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Throw it just to make her late (Ay)
Check it just to make her late (Ay)
Call 'em just to make her late
Ride it just like ridin' a bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a ride (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip, yeah (Schyeah)
Take her on a hike

Kanye West - Field Trip (feat. Playboi Carti, Don Toliver, Lil Durk) OFFICIAL AI REMASTER

all that shit you did im ngl its kinda hurting me 
ima run this shit up so damn much youll regret curving me
Had to take a chance and made like 10x your lil bursary
i just took a TEC said fuck my ex networth mean more to me

You ripped out my heart and left me bleeding open surgery
Spinning round my head im off this X your memory blurred for me
i just took a TEC said fuck my ex networth mean more to me
Fucking up a cheque I miss your sex I give my soul to keep

Demons steady haunting me
Yea i gave her my soul to keep
Push to start I need no keys
Think I love her yea lowkey

Peng ting ya she all on me
Yea im married to money
Anything for family
Feeling my insanity

Numbing my anxiety
Dont know why you lie to me
Fuckboy ima make him bleed
Opps get rolled up in my weed

Yea we going overseas
Who are all these mini-mes
Cant wait till my cronems free

hard to think about (prod. v-e beats)

wakeupbrandon

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