Juice WRLD – Murder Rate Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed
[Verse 1]
Weezy F made it, I’m finna kill it, go ahead and bury it
I got my gun, I’ma Mariah Carey it
I love the money so much I’ma marry it
Don’t know how to act, I feel like a barbarian
He don’t want beef, that nigga vegetarian
Gun with a silencer like a librarian
I be the reason all these bitches staring
She swallows my kids, not good at parenting
Pay me a hundred-fifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I don’t buy a car I put it on my wrist (Bling, bling)
Rocking red just like Popovich
Shooting no stock ain’t nobody stopping it
They pocket watching ain’t nobody [?]
[?] MAC-11 with the cooling kit (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
Ain’t no telling what they gon’ do
Catch ya at the red light, pull up, vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in, we smell bitch in the room
Ayy, shoot that dude
Brah-brah-brah coming out that tool
[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed
[Open Verse]

K CAMP – Homecoming Freestyle Lyrics

So you can see them diamonds when I tell your bitch, “Bye”
I miss my granddaddy, Charles, he died earlier this year (Yeah)
At the funeral, and I ain’t even drop a tear
‘Cause I was numb to the pain, I was numb to the hurt (Hurt)
Prayin’ to my grandma, and she told me, “It’s gon’ work” (Grandma)
Told me, “Keep on workin’,” told me, “Step on niggas’ necks” (Necks)
And she in Heaven too, angels on me, yes, I’m blessed (Blessed)
Holdin’ all the weight, I put the pressure on my chest (Yeah)
I’d be lyin’ to you if I said I wasn’t stressed (Yeah)
The money still comin’ so I’m good, ho (Good)
Born in Milwaukee, I still put on for the hood, ho (Yeah)
But the north side raised me, can’t forget that (Yeah)
And I’ma shit on every nigga, just for get-back (Yeah)
Remember how y’all treated me, I won’t forget that (Yeah)
I was fucked up, tryna get a hit back (Yeah)
When I got hits on every project that I dropped, though (Yeah)
And with that homecoming money, I’ma shop, ho (Yeah)
And buy your bitch AMIRIs (Let’s go)
These niggas never mind they business, call ’em Siri (Woo)
I just pray, before I die, these niggas hear me (Niggas hear me)
These niggas broke and they contagious, don’t come near me (Yeah)
Y’all don’t want me on a feature, do you fear me? Ha, these niggas got they style from me, fool
Yeah (King of the Vibes)
[Verse]
Woke up to some tweets about a homecoming (What?)
While I’m readin’ all this fuck shit, I’m still thumbin’ (Brr)
Still gunnin’, I got racks, split it with the guys (Guys)
I swear these niggas, they gon’ hate it when a nigga rise
I got a pretty bitch named Nina, keep her on my side (Fuck)
No, I ain’t have to cop the Lamb, but I just love to glide (Ooh)
These pussy niggas prolly hatin’ cause I’m inside
They baby mama, I’ma truck it just like Roll Tide (Truck it)
I’m fully loaded, I’ma shoot it ’til the clip gone (Brr)
These niggas fuck with me from L.A. (Nah)
I get big bread, I ain’t gotta say, “Cheese” (Fuck ’em)
Niggas rather post a pic and hide behind the keys (Fuck ’em)
Niggas talkin’ hits, bitch, I got a few of these (Fuck ’em)
I am the culture, I’m the nigga that they sound like (Yeah)
Most these niggas in the game, they just my sound bytes (Facts)
Kiss 5 comin’ soon, what that sound like? down to Bowen Homes
And R.I.P. Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah
Haha, these niggas was playin’ with Camp, for real
Fuck wrong with these niggas? But y’all don’t know ’cause I don’t let y’all in on everything (Nah)
It’s been plenty sunny days that I just pray it rain (Yeah)
Yeah, I been goin’ through some shit, the devil on my brain (Yeah)
Put plenty niggas in positions, then they switched sides
It’s alright, I’m still poppin’ like a fish fry
I’m too live, threw some rings on my fist, why? (Heat)
Niggas say I ain’t the G.O.A.T., well, that don’t sound right
Niggas always runnin’ ’round sayin’ I’m slept on
Balenciagas on my feet, bitch, don’t get stepped on
Last year, I lost my daughter, do you know the pain? (Yeah)
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
And I love all my fans so dearly
[Outro]
Shoutout to my Texas fans
Shoutout to everybody that was talkin’ shit in my, uh, my Twitter this weekend, y’all inspired this shit
I love when I get enough inspiration to go rap, like, right on point
You know what I’m sayin’? (Woo)
I went from broke to fat pockets, look at me (What?)
I fuck with Texas, give no fucks ’bout PV (What?)
I used to hustle, used to pass out CDs (What?)
Broke niggas watchin’, I’m just prayin’ that they pleased (What?)
How I never let ’em play me? Please keep the hate up ’cause as long as you hate, the money gon’, uh, increase, so, uh, thank you
Good night

G-Eazy – I Wanna Rock Lyrics

Found out I was a star ’round nine or 10 (nine or 10)
And shit ain’t really been the same ever since
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
Run all the way back when I face opps (Opps)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
Boi-1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)
[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)
[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then Play this song
[Intro: G-Eazy]
Yeah
Young Gerry, it’s gettin’ scary
Oh
[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)
[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
I don’t want friends, I just want M’s (M’s)
I don’t follow trends, I just follow tens (Tens)
Every other week I’ma make a M (M)
I told her, if you make it hard turn it to a ten (Ten)
I’m the type to drop the top while she gives me top
Still the white boy in the club that can’t Milly Rock (Rock)
Still the same and I made a milli of a pop (Pop)
Come to the land of the hyphy, I’m a juggernaut (Juggernaut)
I don’t fuck with Xans, I grew up on Pac (Grew up on Pac)
I get love in Houston the way I rap a lot (I rap a lot)
I don’t eat bacon, I don’t fuck with cops
If I kill the best alive, then it’s suicide
May 24th, I’m a Gemini (I’m a Gemini)
Not a one hit wonder, this is why I’m hot (Why I’m hot)
No Limit, all I got is Me, Myself & I
When I said it’s her and I, that shit was a lie (Yup)
[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)
[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
[Verse 2: Gunna]
I feel better that I made it in
Louis sweater on my new bitch, she Canadian (Canadian)
We gon’ let the haters hate again (Hate again)
Top blown, while we speedin’ in the latest Benz (Latest Benz)
Latest Benz, Mercedes-Benz (Mercedes-Benz)
Go under, she said ain’t nobody better than (Better than)
She give me head, make me feel like the president (The president)
I’m cumming while I’m thumbing through these presidents
Pay me cash or what (What)
Gunna in his bag, and this watch cost a car (Car)
Gotta shine like a star (Shine)
We above all the law (law)
Way too many drugs, I do not trust a cop (Nah)
I ran into the plug and I’m not running off (Off)
I love my niggas all so my mom made it, boss (Yeah)
No, we’re not showing love, it’s a line you did cross (Cross)
None of my bitches scrubs, this is dyin’, this is tough (Tough)
They dissin’, they playin’ with us and you dyin’, nigga, caught (Caught)
I’m feelin’ lil’ shawty love, you can find what you want (Want)
I might just spend a lil’ dub, I keep mine in the vault (Vault)
We livin’ it for the club, I be flyin’ like a hawk
Flyin’ like a hawk (Yeah)
[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)
[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
I don’t fake to Funk when I fuckin’ flex
Keep it 97, I’m a hundred when I’m at your neck (Yeah)
Still ain’t forget what the fuck you said
You were lyin’, you were sleepin’ on that dirty bed
Old head, man, I’m gettin’ more bread
Hatin’ on a young kid, man that shit is so dead (Uh)
Fuck what a hoe said
Sniff a line off my dick, that’s what I call a cokehead (Ooo)
Feel better, you can hate me then
If everybody real, what that make me then?