Ordinary Life lyrics - Imanbek, Wiz Khalifa & KDDK (feat. KIDDO)

 I'm a beacon in the night

When it's dark you see me shine

I ain't gonna live to stay alive

Nothing's gonna get me

Ooh, feels like I got my throat against a knife

Ooh, I wasn't made to live an ordinary life

I don't never use brakes, I don't never take breaks

Get the fuck up out my face, I'ma break shit

Smoke a ounce not an eighth, I get mine everyday

If I want it I'ma motherfucking take it

What you know about going out making everything you want?

Used to have to call the weed man

Now I'm the plug moving pounds out in public

Used to run away from it, now I'm getting love

Who the one that made millions off of bud when they said it was a drug?

Who the one that hit the stage high as fuck everyday and give love?

I'm a beacon in the night

When it's dark you see me shine

I ain't gonna live to stay alive

Nothing's gonna get me

Ooh, feels like I got my throat against a knife

Ooh, I wasn't made to live an ordinary life

What you know about love when you're hated by race?

They don't care about faith, they just made up their face

Hundred dollar bills green, do you know what I mean?

Hollow words don't matter, they've got no color

Like a wiz in the quiz, squeeze every penny

'Cause I can't feed my family with the Grammy's

I used to be a wannabe industry stranger

Now I'm major independent danger

I'm a beacon in the night

When it's dark you see me shine

I ain't gonna live to stay alive

Nothing's gonna get me

Ooh, feels like I got my throat against a knife

Ooh, I wasn't made to live an ordinary life

No they don't want me to win

But I can still feel alive

No they don't want me to win

But I can still feel alive

No they don't want me to win

But I can still feel alive

No they don't want me to win

But I can still feel alive

I'm a beacon in the night

When it's dark you see me shine

I ain't gonna live to stay alive

Nothing's gonna get me

Ooh, feels like I got my throat against a knife

Ooh, I wasn't made to live an ordinary life

PAID FOR IT lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods)

 [Wiz Khalifa:]

God damn

I became the man

Niggas try to copy our moves

But they can't do it like Cam

Runnin' through them grams

'Nother couple grand

Gotta work hard if you really want it

But they don't understand

Got to stick to the plan

Got to take care of fam

Gotta do it when everything inside of you tells you that you can't

Gotta go so hard, shine in the dark cause your future's brighter man

I'ma grind until I reach the top

We stay hungry, no no, we won't stop

Still remember all my niggas on the block

Pistolvania that's where we come from

We don't need no guns, no moe'

We paid for it

We paid for it

We ain't never fallin' off cause we was made for it

We paid for it

We paid for it

We ain't never fallin' off cause we was made for it

Jump out the plane, jump out the plane

And I got paid for it

Jump out the bed, jump out the bed

And I got paid for it

We paid for it

We paid for it

We ain't never fallin' off cause we was made for it

[Chevy Woods:]

I remember when they used to hate on us

Now we see 'em at every show

My daughter miss me, she face time me

Like dad when is you comin' home

Boy you don't know what I go through

Just to get [?] by coastal

I'm used to being on that block

Like boy I'm Shaq with them post moves

We Gang Gang forever

I'ma know your boy forever

So to all my niggas, no forever

We been at this shit forever

We came up together

Boy you don't know about my life

Hit the fourth every night 'round here

For when the families don't sleep right

Now look how far that we came

I just hope you know the lovin' never change

(I just hope you know I still love you)

So don't you get that actin' strange

Baby every bottle Taylor Gang

[Wiz Khalifa:]

We paid for it

We paid for it

We ain't never fallin' off cause we was made for it

We paid for it

We paid for it

We ain't never fallin' off cause we was made for it

Jump out the plane, jump out the plane

And I got paid for it

Jump out the bed, jump out the bed

And I got paid for it

We paid for it

We paid for it

We ain't never fallin' off cause we was made for it

Paris Fashion Week lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 They wanna know what strain I'm on

Gotta picture how much game I got going

This new shit I got on, hand sewn

Mad blown, cargo

You ain't figured it out by now

You gotta pick what side you on

Just took four THC pills, I'm flying home

My zone is like what you ain't never seen

I'm tryna own everything

I picture what I wanna be

Then start living my dream

If I shine, you'll shine

Running up a bankroll, y'all know how the game go

If I shine, you'll shine

I'm a real boss so they come do what I say so

If I shine, you'll shine

I do what I want, I don't let nobody say "No"

If I shine, you'll shine

I been in the game, what the fuck you think I play for?

Lil' niggas ain't think shit like this exists

Until I let 'em see it

Showed you the game and hoped you could beat it

Showed you the ropes, homie, and this the reason

So you could pick yourself up when you get down

So you can put your homies on

So they can do shit when you not around

I like how that sound

You don't comprehend, I'ma help you pronounce it

I bet you know it now

And I know the outcome

You gon' be a boss if you hang around one

If I shine, you'll shine

Running up a bankroll, y'all know how the game go

If I shine, you'll shine

I'm a real boss so they come do what I say so

If I shine, you'll shine

I do what I want, I don't let nobody say "No"

If I shine, you'll shine

I been in the game, what the fuck you think I play for?

When you get to the end of the game

I'm the one you gotta beat

You can't beat me

You might as well join the team

Taylor

Passit (Passion Fruit Weedmix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 I'm off a few shots of patron right now since nigga's wanna be putting too much alcohol in the Bombay and shit...

Plus we ain't got no McQueen

Its on the way though

Ughhh

Smoke one for my niggas that's gone

Bottles up she in love with a don

Used to smoke bad weed in a wood

Now she put her KK in a Raw

Bust down Cartier on my arm

Look like my iPhone going off

Smoke strong keep supreme in the jar

Play the game like I seen this before

Used to be a young nigga shooting hoops

Now the people calling me the new Snoop

Speaking of Snoop real life that's my OG

Smoked out at Demi Lovato's party

Niggas saying they on top I ain't buying it

Slice hitting sharp, mine keep flying private

Now the money from my WeedFarm piling

Day ones only kind Ima ride with'

Now ya'll go head and smoke sum...

Wait for that Rolling Papers 2 to come out...

Matter fact smoke 2 of them thang's

You dug

TGOD

Pass it let's get high today

Pass it let your girl get blazed

Don't pass it if its not KK

I won't hit no

Peace And Love lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Yeah

Uh huh

I don't even know

How we get here

Hahaha

Yup

The big two

And the big heart

I'm rolling something so I know what the feeling's 'bout

I know you got dreams so it's time you live it out

We was outside, they was in the house

Got so much game that I wanna give it out

My ten year old at home the only thing I spend about

And you ain't gotta make a choice right now just feel it out

Make your worst your best day

Rolling papers essay

Get this money let's save

See a hater let's wave

Let's wave

See a hater let's wave

Let's wave

I can't help but give this love away

We arrived here and we don't know how

On the way hope I don't let you down

Lotta favors done but who's keeping count

What's wrong with peace and love right now

What's wrong with peace and love right now

What's wrong with peace and love right now

And I ain't tryna turn it down

What's with it don't get nervous now

Know your purpose you been here for days

Ain't going nowhere

See a hater let's wave

Let's wave

See a hater let's wave

Let's wave

I can't help but give this love away

We arrived here and we don't know how

On the way hope I don't let you down

Lotta favors done but who's keeping count

What's wrong with peace and love right now

What's wrong with peace and love right now

What's wrong with peace and love right now

Falling from the clouds

Finding no one's there

That's exactly when you need me

Now we're in the air

We arrived here and we don't know how

On the way hope I don't let you down

Lotta favors done but who's keeping count

What's wrong with peace and love right now

What's wrong with peace and love right now

What's wrong with peace and love right now

Ya'll know nothing about that

What's wrong with peace and love right now

But Imma show you about that

Real quick

What's wrong with peace and love right now

It's a Taylor thing

What's wrong with peace and love right now

Yeah

Yup

Hahaha

What's wrong with peace and love right now

Play Fair lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Walk up in this bitch, do what I came here to do

You get out of line, we point that thing up at you

Heard you niggas talking but your time bout to come

Go fuck with them other niggas, I'm not the one

Bout to call my niggas up and do something strange

Gotta teach these young niggas the rules to the game

Gotta get my paper up and move like a boss

Time is money, want some of it too, it'll cost

Niggas player hating but I'm still getting dough

Open with your dirt, I'm doing mine on the low

Pocket full of money, keep some loud in the Raw

Other niggas with me, hold it down if it's war

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

If you'se a fuck nigga then they gotta go down

We load 'em up and cock 'em, we ain't fucking around

I done made 40 million and I'm still in the game

Got my niggas out the hood but we still the same

If a nigga want a problem we gon' load 'em up

Got an ounce of marijuana, we gon' roll it up

I don't talk it cause I live this shit, it's real with me

All the niggas that I started with is still with me

Smoking weed then we drinking all the alcohol

If a nigga talk I'm sending someone after y'all

Cause I'm used to getting money in a major way

Plus I'm fucking all the hoes, that's why the haters hate

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Play fair nigga, we don't play fair

Pull Up lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

 [Wiz Khalifa:]

A hit, good one Richard

[Lil Uzi Vert:]

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane

Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane

Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane

Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane

Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane

Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane

Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Your bitch on my line, she hit me every day

'Bout them dollar signs, always gettin' paid

Bad bitch in New York, bad bitch in L.A

Said I gotta go, she want me to stay

By the pound, bitch I blow it by the pound

'Specially when I'm outta town

Ain't my gang? You not allowed

Get a chick and lock her down

Ain't hot, think we got it now

Your bitch in the lost and found

Started small, we bossin' now

Not a sound

[Lil Uzi Vert:]

She wan' smoke my dope, ayy

Let her smoke my dope, ayy

Fuck her in her ghost, yeah

Pull off in a Ghost, yeah

I don't know 'bout you, yeah

One thing that I know, ayy

That I got the dough, yeah

That I got the dough, ayy

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane

Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane

Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane

Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane

Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane

Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane

Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Money in the bank, money in the safe

Got my business straight, now I'm switchin' states

(Now I'm switchin' states)

Now I'm shinin' on 'em, now I win the race

Now these bitches chase, now these niggas hate

But these chips I chase

Gas in my joint, gas in my tank

Hit it once, hyperventilate

I do what I want, fuck what they say

What you think? Bitch it's Taylor Gang

[Lil Uzi Vert:]

She wan' smoke my dope, ayy

Let her smoke my dope, ayy

Fuck her in her ghost, ayy

Pull off in a Ghost, yeah

I don't know 'bout you, yeah

One thing that I know, ayy

That I got the dough, yeah

That I got the dough, ayy

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane

Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane

Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane

Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane

Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane

Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane

Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

Pull Up With A Zip (Wiz Khalifa Remix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 [Wiz Khalifa:]

Niggas crazy

Crazy as Fuck

Pull up to that mother fuck with some weed on me

Had them mother fuckers looking at me crazy

You know who its supposed to be

[SahBabii:]

Pull up with a stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

I put this on the ten, I'ma end

His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend

Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in

We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen

Free Omerta

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Honesty I had a long day

When you're too nice some niggas will come at you the wrong way

I can feel my patience going away

That's why I'm good weed blowing

The only nigga with 2 billion views

Tho hardly get noticed slash dopest, nigga, when he got his Kush jar open

Probably in the hot tub with my girls soaking watching VH1 tripping or adult swim

Them nigga kinda cool but they can't flow with him

After we done I smoke one then we go again

I'm tall slim and I know how to stack my bread

Instead of running you be throwing it back instead

I run game I don't know how to slack you get money but don't know how to act that's young nigga shit

I smoke strong cause it help me relax

And the crib get controlled by an app

I pull up with the stick

Hit the switch hop out to get a bitch

Tell her I ain't really nothing like the nigga she with

She convinced so she hop up in my 6-4 then we dip

Got papers got grinders so we lit

Ima pull up with a zip

[SahBabii:]

Pull up with a stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

I put this on the ten, I'ma end

His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend

Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in

We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen

Free Omerta

Mob shit, big sticks, get killed

Thought she was dancin' on the dick, that's the clip

We ain't gon' shoot up in the air, you gettin' hit

Just GF, we ain't clickin' up with shit

Got your hoe screaming "whoa, whoa, whoa"

My verses ten, we ain't gon' fold, fold, fold

And you know we been havin' shit

All of these niggas is average

Swallow my dick just like a Brisk

Do 25 hundred no Ethel Ridge

So many blue strips, my pocket look like a crip

Throw it at peasants, fuck nigga, have it

Ho I'm mobbin', you starvin'

You a victim, I'm robbin'

2 love to the mob

With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin' Dons

Call up Slaughter Gang, you'll get your shit popped

Draco with a drum, this bitch ain't never gon' stop

We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit

Green Store shit, it's the mob, bitch

Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick (pussy)

Pull up with a stick and these pussy's gettin' hit

Pull up with a stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

I put this on the ten, I'ma end

His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend

Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in

We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen

Free Omerta

[Loso Loaded:]

Mob shit, Purp Gang, that's my gang

Loaded Family, nigga ain't no way I'm changin'

Get the commas, get the cash, do the numbers

I been grindin' all summer gettin' that lumber

Pull up, we takin' shit (gimme that)

Pull up we lay the shit down

And know we ain't basic, bitch

Pull in your hood with them rounds

My wrist is on a 10, I'm in that Benz

I let her get in, her and her friends

Loso Loaded comin' straight out the jungle

Loso Loaded comin' straight out the dirty

Loso Loaded get that check on the third

Loso Loaded get that check on the first

Crime paid, did the life that I chose

I'm Slaughter Gang, niggas draped up in gold

Hellcat, yea it came with the kit

Bases loaded, nigga I'm on my shit

Burnin' rubber on a broke nigga's bitch

Pull up with a stick and I let it hit

I pull up with a stick and I let it hit

I pull up with a stick and I let it hit

Loso Loaded

[SahBabii:]

Pull up with a stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

Pull up with the stick, let it hit

I put this on the ten, I'ma end

His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend

Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in

We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen

Free Omerta

Real Rappers Rap lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Let me talk to you... uh

Remember back when nigga rolled up blunts instead of papers, wasn't too many haters

Just a couple fools I had problems with

And if I seen 'em, it was a while before I got 'em but at least I copped 'em

Sunk in my seat, rolling up with some wild ones

Putting niggas on, we the ones that you got your style from

I was focused on letting the money pile up

Sending it back yo, this pack ain't loud enough

Hopped in my whip quick then turned the volume up

Niggas who talk shit to me, that's childish bruh

Instead of hating just upgrade your status

Came from nothing, we ain't taking pacing backwards, only thing that matters

We all ran from police, most of us ain't get captured

Money under the mattress, roll this joint, I'ma tax it

You wasn't there, you don't know what a classic is

Just roll one up, try your best to imagine this

Just imagine, just imagine, just imagine, just imagine

Imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that

Just imagine, just imagine, just imagine, just imagine

Imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that

Floating down the street, no cops on the scene

Everyone chilling in peace, everyone getting their piece

Every father kissing their babies 'fore they go to sleep

Ain't no one caring if it's expensive shit or if it's cheap

Everybody fresh so it don't matter who the cleanest

You could start off small, later turn into a genius

I ain't just talking, say it to you 'cause I seen it

Niggas keeping it real, they don't do it 'less they mean it

Feel like I really ain't from this world then my car ain't neither

Told her she 'bout to fall off if that broad can't keep up

Get so high phone turning it off so them calls can't receive 'em

Every year I'm setting my goals and make sure I achieve 'em

Boy I'm here for a reason

Gon' be going all year, you just had a good season

I work to be that nigga dog, don't just happen to be him

Blowing that weed when I pull up, they get happy to see him

Just relax, roll up, and chief one

Just imagine, just imagine, just imagine, just imagine

Imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that

Just imagine, just imagine, just imagine, just imagine

Imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that

Really And Truly lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Mm

Yeah

Let me get it from right here

La Musica De Harry Fraud

She'll never be the same, once she give me the box

Look at my chain and the ice on my watch

Copy on the Gram all things that I rock

Baby, I'm the man and your nigga a flop

"Damn, Khalifa man, where you been at?"

Probably with your bitch, fucking where you pay rent at

If it's a race then I'm finna lap you

I'm in the gym everyday but I'm not finna scrap you

I'm too high to get violent

I'd rather smoke, find a bitch that I can ride with

Fake niggas, I don't vibe with

I'm getting paid, so the bank is where you find me

And a Playa, that's what I be

Makin' moves, stick and move like Ali

Real nigga, don't try me

I wear my own and a nigga ain't gotta sign me

Gang

Tss, I was kicking it with this one bitch, man

I was over at her house and shit

She was, on my motherfucking nerves

And I'm like "Man, what the fuck is you even talking about?"

And I'm runnin' out of weed and shit too

That's the wrong time to fuck with a nigga like that, man

Hold on, baby, let me get my phone

Hold up, I gotta call a new bitch

'Cause I'm a gangsta and you be on some bullshit

She like "Naw, you leave me, imma lose it"

I'm like "Bitch, you just love me 'cause my music"

She like "Naw, I fuck witchu since way back

I can't even believe you would say that"

I'm like "Girl, you know what it is, you know the biz"

She like "Naw, they don't come as real as this"

She rolled the weed up, cook and cleaned the crib

Soon as we leave the club, I be in her ribs

She's like "Think you ever meet a better bitch?"

I fucked her one more time and got in a win

I can't even lie, that shit was great

Shit, and if I ever need it again

Imma call you

Roll some, smoke some

Rolling Papers II

Roll some, smoke some

Rolling Papers II

Roll some, smoke some

Rolling Papers... II

Retail (Remix) lyrics - Cam Wallace & Wiz Khalifa

 Swoope, there it is

[Cam Wallace:]

You my chocolate covered candy, going Willy Wonka

I'ma scoot up in that truck, big body Tonka

I just lift the doors up, then lit the dro up

Four-hundred degrees, yeah I'm hot, but I'm still froze up (Yeah, yeah)

When we stepping, they be acting like they know us

All these racks coming in, I can't control them (Control)

She get ratchet for the camera, she be posing (Uh)

I just draped her out in designer, it be controlling her

Blew a fifty ball and that was just a light day

Diamonds bussin' off my wrist, it's like a AK (AK)

And the price going up, I boost the ra-a-ate

I'ma scoot, scoot, scoot like I'm Ray J

She a freak, huh

Dime diva

She a keeper

Mona Lisa (Yuh)

When I took you from that lame, you had on Reeboks

Then I put you in that coupe, now they can't see ya

Pick you up like a Lyft, you 'bout to ride it

Pouring up, start sipping, now we flying

Them Backwoods that we rolling super fat, they giant

Peeping all the details

Prada, Gucci, retail

Shorty wanna ride the wave like a seashell

Bags coming through, I'm trappin' off the email

Know it ain't no stopping, keep it rocking, 'til I prevail

Peeping all the details

Prada, Gucci, retail

[Cam Wallace & Wiz Khalifa:]

I-I'ma put it on, come take it off me

And I'm moving like a G, you can't boss me (You can't boss me)

All this ice on my teeth like a frosty

I been grinding, no sleep, what it cost me? (What it cost?)

Running through these bands get exhausting

Got the new coupe in the driveway charging

Satellites on my wrist look like a night when it's starry

Mashing on the gas, doing donuts in the 'Rari

(Okay)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Hellcat, seat back, I be where the money at

Cute face, ass fat, workin' out the only way she get that

Spit facts, legendary big packs

Smokin' weed in traffic, go together, we ain't mismatched

[Cam Wallace:]

Everything you do, I love everything you do

Don't want to be alone, it look better, me and you

I'll be there soon as you ready, hit me up, let's make a move

You the one I'm gonna pick if I ever gotta choose

She a freak, huh (She a freak)

Dime diva (Dime diva)

She a keeper (Yeah)

Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)

When I took you from that lame, you had on Reeboks

Then I put you in that coupe, now they can't see ya

Pick you up like a Lyft, you 'bout to ride it (Pick you up)

Pouring up, start sipping, now we flying (Pouring up)

Them Backwoods that we rolling super fat, they giant

Peeping all the details

Prada, Gucci, retail (Retail)

See You Again lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Charlie Puth)

 (from "Furious 7" soundtrack)

[Charlie Puth:]

It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Damn, who knew?

All the planes we flew, good things we been through

That I'd be standing right here talking to you

'Bout another path, I know we loved to hit the road and laugh

But something told me that it wouldn't last

Had to switch up, look at things different, see the bigger picture

Those were the days, hard work forever pays

Now I see you in a better place (See you in a better place)

Uh

How could we not talk about family when family's all that we got?

Everything I went through, you were standing there by my side

And now you gon' be with me for the last ride

[Charlie Puth & Wiz Khalifa:]

It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again (I'll see you again)

We've come a long way (Yeah, we came a long way) from where we began

(You know we started)

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again (I'll tell you)

When I see you again

[Charlie Puth:]

Aah oh, aah oh

Wooooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Yeah

[Wiz Khalifa:]

First, you both go out your way and the vibe is feeling strong

And what's small turned to a friendship, a friendship turned to a bond

And that bond will never be broken, the love will never get lost

(The love will never get lost)

And when brotherhood come first, then the line will never be crossed

Established it on our own when that line had to be drawn

And that line is what we reached, so remember me when I'm gone

(Remember me when I'm gone)

How could we not talk about family when family's all that we got?

Everything I went through you were standing there by my side

And now you gon' be with me for the last ride

[Charlie Puth:]

So let the light guide your way, yeah

Hold every memory as you go

And every road you take

Will always lead you home, home

It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

[Charlie Puth & Wiz Khalifa:]

Aah oh, aah oh (Uh)

Yeah (Yeah)

Wooooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yo)

When I see you again (Yo, uh)

See you again (Yo, yo)

Oh-oh (Uh-huh)

(Yup) When I see you again

See You Again (Remix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chris Brown & Tyga)

 [Chris Brown:]

It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

[Tyga:]

Looking back now, know you hear me, wanna see me smile

Hold me down, keep me save when I'm down, not a sound

Ever since you was a child, always had your back 'til now

Should've kept the circle round, now it's like you're not around

Used to run it through the town, toughest little dudes around

Always thought you had a daughter

Sure to teach her what they taught us

Had a son he getting smarter, everyday more like his father

Know this game and keep it solid, present faith you know you got it

Big things come back again but ain't the same

I tell myself, "remain the same and keep it sane"

Know it's hard when your dog ain't there to bark with ya

Seems like yesterday we was all in pictures

[Chris Brown:]

It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

[Wiz Khalifa:]

First, you both go out your way

And the vibe is feeling strong

And what's small turned to a friendship

A friendship turned to a bond

And that bond will never be broken

The love will never get lost

And when brotherhood come first

Then the line will never be crossed

Established it on our own

When that line had to be drawn

And that line is what we reached

So remember me when I'm gone

How could we not talk about family, when family's all that we got?

Everything I went through, you were standing there by my side

And now you gon' be with me for the last ride

[Chris Brown:]

It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

When I see you again

Situations lyrics - Curren$y (with Wiz Khalifa)

 [Curren$y:]

Situations will arise

We'll get high

Cause it's all about gettin' a dollar, player

Haitian niggas

Tellin' lies

They don't realize

That you gotta be smart about it, yeah

[Wiz Khalifa:]

I'm flowin', I'm killin' 'em

I'm floatin' off weed, it's dope then you know that it's me

The price, you don't deal with them

I travel the world, 360 degrees

These hoes get adrenaline

They come to my crib, see all the TVs on the walls and the rooms that I'm livin' in

Why I talk to these women friends?

Cause I'm spendin' benjamins

I hope y'all don't break up

Cause if y'all don't make up then I'll be the nigga to get revenge

No I ain't basic

She diggin' my style

Lovin' the way that I'm livin' so wild

Lovin' the way that I'm puttin' it down

Lovin' the way that I'm makin' her smile

Ain't had no really good dick in a minute it's makin' her wild

And I'm the nigga that's with it

I'll start it and finish it

I'm with a broad that be tryna be innocent

I roll a joint she gon' probably hit it

Y'all will go broke in a matter of minutes

Ain't about the love, it's about the digits

See all this money in front of me

Young nigga gotta get it

What the fuck, fool

[Curren$y:]

Situations will arise

We'll get high

Cause it's all about gettin' the dollar, player

Haitian niggas

Tellin' lies

They don't realize

That you gotta be smart about it, yeah

And I ain't came at a bitch neck yet, nigga

You just nervous, worried, pressed, stressed

I'm laid, stretched out, leg room, first class Taylor Gang jet

Niggas talkin' shit, I'd rather count up

Gossipin' and other shit is so childish

Keep that from 'round us

No squares in the Pentagon

By silent alarm, you've then alerted the don

The war already on

You crawlin' on the floor tryna get to your phone, nigga

This desert storm, we outside your home, nigga

In the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs

2009 a lot of y'all styles was born, huh

Situations will arise

We'll get high

Cause it's all about gettin' the dollar, player

Haitian niggas

Tellin' lies

They don't realize

That you gotta be smart about it, yeah

SKI Weedmix lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Aw man), yeah

If the bitch got a paper plane by her bed, that mean that she fuck with Khalifa

Rollin' up Js and pourin' out shots, I figured you'd know the procedure

I got a son at home that really need me

I got a baby-mom, know how to treat her

I got a bitch that pray that I don't leave her

I got a team that's gon' win every season

I got a pound to smoke, now I don't need one

Double-R, customized features

Work sixteen hours, seven days a week

Money, we count it 'cause that's the routine to us

If the bitch got a paper plane by her bed, that mean that she fuck with Khalifa

Zoomin' on pictures to check the details 'cause bitches these days'll deceive ya

Yeah, yeah

Always keep a trick on my sleeve and I'm always in the air, air

Floatin' past, make 'em notice when they see me

I can take a nigga bitch, man, that's so easy

To go out and get these mills, I got more reasons

I be in the crib playin' with my kid

Playin' ball on Zoom calls with his teachers

I'ma give 'em more than a little teaser

Playin' fourth quarter, I know how to clean up

She blowin' biscotti, say she wanna beam up

I stay organizin' and they wanna team up

Then I be like "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"

Aim first class but her legs in the air

Stay on her mind when I fuck up her hair

Don't fuck for a check, baby, fuck for respect

Fuck up a check on a comfortable set

Yeah, yeah, ride for my niggas, I love 'em to death

If the bitch got a paper plane by her bed, that mean that she fuckin' a Taylor

Niggas be sayin' they comfortable just to disguise the fact that they lazy

Niggas be tellin' they bitch that they know that I fucked just to hope she debate it

The way you see me and my niggas come up, you would think that we all was related

Came from the bottom, my circle is small, can't come to my crib 'cause it's gated

Look at my checks and I get hella paid, I don't care if I get underrated

Look at the pool in the back of my crib, see me smokin' a joint, meditatin'

Lot of young Wiz imitations

Nobu, I need reservations

They be like "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"

Pulled up in a red low-rider, put the yellow tail right there (Yellow tail right there)

Pussy real good when I go down on it, she smell like air (She smell like air)

That's hard

Smoke Chambers lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Back when I was a kid I used to drive alone

Always feeling like I was stuck out here on my own

Now my pockets is full and I'm still riding slow

What goes on in my head, don't nobody really know

I'm in the light, all on my life get put on display

Nothing to call my own, ducking, dodging everyday

Put that camera phone away and keep it real with me

Time and time again I'm searching for reality

And feeling so alone

Alone again

Alone again

Alone again

Alone

I'm smoking that weed everyday but never hide my faith

They calling my phone, I don't even got the time a day

Don't know their motives anymore that's why I hesitate

I'm tired of partying and getting drunk, I'm trying to elevate

I remember back in the day, I ain't had no cash

I was coming up off of nothing hoping it would last

Now it's 2015 and I got it all

Feeling like I did, when I started on my own

Out here all alone

Alone again

Alone again

Alone again

Alone

No use looking out

It's within that brings that

Lonely feeling

Understand that when you leave here

You'll be clear

Among the better men

Smoke Screen lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Bootsyano)

 It's not supposed to be happenin' now

What is she callin' about?

What you doin'?

I have no idea

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Oh, pull up, door open

I ain't gotta say much

(Oh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa)

They be tryna catch up

New whip, that's us

Bad bitch, she rollin' up

No time for the player haters

On my grind, I can't lay up

[Bootsyano:]

I think rich, so I gotta keep my bucks long

Thousand dollar fits but still got some blue Chucks on

You gon' jog or you gon' stampede?

We in the diamond lane, breaded, all my niggas smell like good leaves

Bitch that back talk, I love the way she badass

We be on the grind, full speed, I need an asset

I'm in a circle full of cold niggas

Don't gotta say much, we pull up, the dips is gon' roll with us

Doors open up like Lamborghini

She a light weight she with it, she gon' go up off a Martini

I need it all, don't want the half, I don't slow step

We be in the foreign, she gon' bob until her throat stretch

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Oh, pull up, door open

I ain't gotta say much

(Oh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa)

They be tryna catch up

New whip, that's us

Bad bitch, she rollin' up

No time for the players, haters

On my grind (Okay), I can't lay up

If they only knew, what that thing do

See a million dollars everytime I think of you

Take my business to the top, dream come true

Want me to drop the top, no clouds, sky blue

Red sixty-one or sixty-nine, Skyblue

Pull up on Snoop, watch a movie when we drive through

Get you some ice, pull it out, you look surprised

A real winner, I can see it in your eyes

Don't make our moves too fast 'cause we strategize

Grade A, G-shit, when they categorize

Spend that money then your picture off in private

Put some diamonds on my wrist, that's perfect timin'

Oh, pull up, door open (Haha)

I ain't gotta say much (Oh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa)

They be tryna catch up

(Don't compete with each other, man)

(Y'all just do the same thing, y'all get the same shit, haha)

New whip, that's us

Bad bitch, she rollin' up

No time for the players, haters

On my grind, I can't lay up

So Gangster lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Yeah

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop

Mhm

To the beat ya'll and you don't stop

Yes yes, y'all and you don't stop

Unh

1, 2, ya'll and you don't stop

Yes yes ya'll and you don't stop

Uhhh

And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure shot

Come on

Unh

I used to rock braids with the hat to the back

Used to hit the road, take trips for the pack

Used to sag my pants, act hard when I rapped

'Cause pixburgh niggas don't take no slack

Used to have to sell weed for lunch everyday

Used to duck shots at the park just to play

Used to have to make sure my mom knew I was safe

Used to tell lies to my pops, sad to say

Now I'm 32 and I see things different

'S'all about love, it ain't all about the image

Say they down for you, when it's hot they dippin'

Police come around, put that out, they trippin'

Ridin' 'round the city, fo' deep, roof missin'

Hardest in the city, we the ones they mention

Gotta get this money cause I gotta pay rent

And if it don't make dollars then it don't make sense then

Wanna get paid then you gotta have vision

Ridin' with a bad yellow bitch, no simpson

So, so, so gangster

So, so, so gangster

So, so, so gangster

So, so, so gangster

A young stoners dream

Stash cheese, peas while I sip McQueen

My niggas the real thing, no player I own the team

And if you in my car, you smokin' trees

If you gang, then you gang, ain't no in between

Keep it G, ain't no time for no sympathy

Seen it all so I value the simple things

I'on flex, couple chains, couple simple rings

Go to dinner, we don't order what the menu brings

That's some boss shit you seen in a movie

Everywhere I go I'm seen with a doobie

Niggas cool but they really don't move me

Snatch girls, you might think I'm a bully

Imma need me a two piece

No lie, that's truthfully

When it's all said and done, it's either you or me

Learned how to ball, no hoopin' league

Top down, no roof for me

You hear the crowd, how they root for me

Here's a pound, roll a few for me

I kick 'em out, I'm exclusive please

This is my house, Imma need you to leave

They don't know the difference

From a nigga keepin' it real and straight trippin'

I hop in my whip on them thangs, I'm straight dippin'

You want me to put you on game, just pay attention

I'm never slippin'

So, so, so gangster

So, so, so gangster

So, so, so gangster

So, so, so gangster

Speed Me Up lyrics - Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Yachty & Sueco The Child

 (from "Sonic The Hedgehog" soundtrack)

[Nessly:]

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Left my heart and my soul, you see that I ran

Rings of gold and awards sit on my nightstand

I've got something they want, but it's mine to give (Yeah)

Free my struggles, detach me from this island (Free)

Bleed my knuckles, attack me for my finance

I'm dealing with this pain, I just can't let you come throw it away

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Wiz Khalifa (Lil Yachty):]

So I run (Yeah, yeah), keep me up

Creep on me, they speak on me

They slow down when they bring me up like (Huh)

Speed me up (Speed, yeah)

So I run (Yeah), keep me up

Creep on me, they speak on me

They slow down when they bring me up like (Yeah, huh)

Speed me up (It's Boat, speed, speed, it's Boat, yeah, ayy)

[Lil Yachty:]

Takin' off quick, too fast, on my tippy toes

Undefeated, bro, no L's, still (Go)

Takin' off quick, too fast, on my tippy toes

Undefeated, bro, no L's, still six and oh

Run around town, profound mentality

Bad young ting, six rings sittin' under me

These dudes actin' like we ain't who they wanna be

Got me tickled, tryna act so selfishly

Pocket full of green stacked up like a pot of peas

Big boy dawg, walkin' 'round with a lot of fleas

Zoom quick, go too fast (Ayy)

Every day, I gotta make it count

Every second, gotta make it last

Roll around, do the double dash

Big glow on my skin, takin' off them tints (Hey)

Lambo (Hey)

Hold up, wait, got a date

Ladies love my speed, quick to run up trees (Yeah)

Who you seen like me? Nobody (It's Boat)

Stayin' in my lane, best friend named Tails

Balance runnin' on rails, I can never fail

[Wiz Khalifa:]

So I run (Yeah), keep me up

Creep on me, they speak on me

They slow down when they bring me up like (Huh)

Speed me up (Speed, yeah)

So I run (Yeah), keep me up

Creep on me, they speak on me

They slow down when they bring me up like (Huh)

Speed me up (Speed, speed, yeah, ayy)

[Ty Dolla $ign (Wiz Khalifa):]

Speed me up, ayy, speed me up

Don't turn down the bass, someone tell the DJ leave me up

They was sleepin' on me, now they see me up, beam me up

Rings on me like LeBron, rings on me like 23

New 911, it gon' speed fast

He was talkin' down, I level up on his...

Tell lil' baby I might hit her up, 'cause she bad

Money hit my phone and now I'm runnin' to the cash, yeah, yeah

Marathon, just like Nipsey the great (Yeah)

Spin and dash to the safe, do the dash like Tay K

(I'm dealing with this pain, I just can't let you come throw it away

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Sueco The Child:]

Don't crash, really go fast

Press on the gas, four hundred my dash

Never come last

Came a long way from the back of my dad's

Since I got racks, I'ma never look back

I'm goin' fast on my way to the bank

Level up, I'm movin' up on my rank

Pedal to metal, I'm winnin' the race, yeah

[Wiz Khalifa:]

So I run (Yeah), keep me up

Creep on me, they speak on me

They slow down when they bring me up like (Huh)

Speed me up (Speed, yeah)

So I run (Yeah), keep me up

Creep on me, they speak on me

They slow down when they bring me up like (Huh)

Speed me up (Speed, speed, yeah)

[Nessly:]

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

Stay Stoned (Redbone Weedmix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 You gotta smoke one of these

Yeah, you gotta light one

If you don't it's cool

But if you do

You're way cooler

Uh, Versace on my dishes

Armani on my slippers

How do we smoke all this weed

Still handle all this business

A major key to success, is watch the competition

I move as discrete as I can

Roll up without permission

Most of these niggas is hoes

Do anything for status

No real talent, just part of an Instagram challenge

Niggas is squares, a movie cast full of bad actors

Don't let the media fool you, these niggas movin backwards

I'm tryna stay as far away from lames as possible

They hardly mention my name, but

Know they watchin though

Lost my brother this year

One thing it taught me though

Is that I'm built to win no matter the obstacle

Make sure my team is in order

Still got new crops to grow

3 million on settlements

But God got me though

I learned so many new things

And got a lot to show

Now we don't go anywhere without an ounce to blow

No summer tour this year, I'm doing festivals

I took a lil time off so that my neck could grow

Still writing checks and dressing the best head to toe

What you expect in the presence of a professional?

Nothing less, we smoke the best

A new strain? I might invest

I stay stoned, I stay stoned

Cause weed is legal (weed is legal)

Let's get higher, up to the ceiling, ooh

I stay stoned, I stay stoned

Cause weed is legal (weed is legal)

Bitch don't you blow my high, ohh

Steam Room lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods)

 [Chevy Woods:]

Brrp

Brrp

Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains

Niggas tryna copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes

Bad bitch with me, she don't know you, you a lame

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change

Pocket full of money I don't fuck with loose change

Your bitch look like dinner she a pray food chain

Stay up out your feelings, I don't fuck with mood swings

I can save you baby look that's just the truth hey

I go hard cause I got homies in the chain gang

We trynna' get rich, we ain't trynna maintain

Buss down Audemars, the whip plain jane'

Almost broke my wrist tryna whip cocaine

Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains

Niggas trynna' copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes

Bad bitch with me, she don't know you, you a lame

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change

[Wiz Khalifa:]

My old shit your new shit

Just walked in my closet and got nauseous

Brand new designer shit so please proceed with caution

See people talking 'bout they got it

But they don't rock it how I rock it, hold on

You see these Yves Saint Laurent pieces

Chains that I got on

Rings and shit that's made for me you won't see in the store

A whole section of shit that I don't even wear no more

Smoking

Pull up in that new Celine joint

Open

[Chevy Woods:]

Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains

Niggas trynna' copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes

Bad bitch with me, she don't know you, you a lame

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change

Yeah yeah ya know what it is

We still down here at the doober station

Waiting for ya to call on up

And get your free ride and Chevy Woods poster

We love all ya

So for a limited time only

The first 50 rides come with a free Rolling Papers 2 CD and a FaceTime from your boy Wiz Khalifa

So keep calling doober and we'll keep picking y'all up high as fuck

Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains

Niggas tryna copy, skrt-skrt, switch lanes

Bad bitch with me, she don't know you, you a lame

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

Boy, that's just loose change, hey

You ain't getting money, boy, that's just loose change

Stranger Things lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. JR Donato)

 Yeah, hehehe

Wake up and bake

Never hate, gotta get to this cake

I never stress but this money I stake

I brush my teeth, pray, wash my face

And thank God I stay far away from the fakes

Remember days wasn't safe

Now we got thousands tucked in the safe

Target practice case you wanna come and see

I take a look in the mirror at G in front of me

Difference between havin' dreams and bein' a wannabe

And livin' comfortably

I took my dreams and made 'em somethin'

Doesn't mean that I don't wake up with the same hunger

Another mansion for my team, couple wave runners

Couple niggas want our spot but they can't take it from us

I'm busy smoking like Jamaicans

Never worry bout you niggas

Hate, you jealous, I can see it on your face

I seen 100 dollar bills falling yesterday

I heard 'em ask who fault it is then I spoke my name

Young Khalifa man

It's like I'm talking to a stranger

A stranger, a stranger, a stranger

Now everybody getting stranger

They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

I think I'm in danger, gotta wake my game up

Gotta stay the same, watching everybody change

Ah now they're getting stranger

They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

I wrote my name on the clouds

Said no waiters allowed

Do anything to make my Taylors proud

I do a show, throw a J in the crowd

Some say I got they favorite style

You in the game, never make it out

I blow a pound, rollin' weed by the ounce

Them niggas talk but they can't amount

Big bands in my bank account

Seen it all, I've been here before

Calculate my moves but nah it's kinda difficult

I'm always switching up and doing shit in intervals

Now we professionals, nah we ain't letting go

Them niggas talk not what they doing but they moving slow

While I'm knee deep in the game, Mr. Doing More

This the part where the teacher becomes the student

And you start to realize I'm the youngin' you need to move with

Girls run up on me, tell me they love my music

Niggas try to be genuine I know it's bullshit

It's like I'm talking to a stranger

A stranger, a stranger, a stranger

Now everybody getting stranger

They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

I think I'm in danger, gotta wake my game up

Gotta stay the same, watching everybody change

Ah now they're getting stranger

They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

[JR Donato:]

They beat me up so of course they wanna ride with us

You wasn't trapping on them blocks, you wasn't outside with us

A couple .40's, you got some 9's with us

And they can't beat us so of course they wanna side with us

They say if you ain't got no haters you ain't popping

I got pussy niggas, I got bitches pocket watching

I got blue hundreds on me in LA

I come straight from Hollywood then I pull up in the projects, go

Ay sorry homie you a stranger

One off in the head if I ever feel in danger

Started at the bottom but God damn it I done came up

Trill with my niggas, they can never say I changed up

Two cups stuffed and I get it out the mud

All I see is real hate, niggas showin' fake love

Givin' fake handshakes and that come with fake hugs

But I promise I'm the same

Forever gang-gang

It's like I'm talking to a stranger

A stranger, a stranger, a stranger

Now everybody getting stranger

They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

I think I'm in danger, gotta wake my game up

Gotta stay the same, watching everybody change

Ah now they're getting stranger

They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

Substance (We Woke Up) lyrics - 03 Greedo & Wiz Khalifa

 [03 Greedo:]

Yeah, hey

Oh, ayy

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Beat Boy taught me)

We woke up

Intoxicated, I was off of all types of drugs

I'm never sober when I'm in love

I need some type of drugs

I told that bitch, "I need substance"

She keep sendin' me subs

I told that bitch, "I need substance"

And she keep sendin' me subs

So that means I need some type of drugs

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Damn, what we on?

Takin' shots and rollin' strong

Mind your business, hide your phone

You came over, no panties on

I can take you places that you say you never been before

Be yourself, don't hide your feelings, make yourself available

Too much gin, lotta smoke

She a fan, I'm a GOAT

Smell the kush on my clothes

Like my hand 'round her throat

Both handle our business so let's get high in my Benz for sure

Blow me like a whistle, pussy talkin', I'ma listen to it

Why you got an ass like that?

Why you gotta make me spend a bag like that?

Why you blow gas like that?

Make a lil' nigga get an asthma attack

Say she love the kid, my name is tatted on her neck

Pop that pussy for a check

I had her takin' shots when

[03 Greedo:]

We woke up (Hahahahaha)

Intoxicated, off of all types of drugs (Huh)

I'm never sober each time I'm in love (It's Young Khalifa, man)

I need some type of drugs (This some cap, you wanna smoke with me)

I need some type of substance

She keep sendin' me subs

I need some type of substance

She keep sendin' me subs

So I need some type of drugs

So I hit up my plug

Wanna spend some time with a thug?

Caught her suckin' dick in the club

Type of bitch who don't give a fuck

Fallin' in love

I'm off all type of drugs, oh, oh-oh

She keep sendin' me subs

I need bread and the cheese

I'ma send her in the streets

I need plenty of fees

That's the buzzy in me

Take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

I drank some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Told her take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Told her take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

Baby, take some, shake somethin', pop it like some ecstasy

We woke up

Somewhere by the sea

That's the buzzy in me

Come and fly with a P, ooh

I'm a wolf you're lookin' at, ayy

Lookin' like somethin' to eat

You know I'm a creep

Iceman in my G

In the snow with some freaks

I'm snortin' blow with some geek, yeah

Sucker For Pain lyrics - Lil Wayne (with Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons) (feat. Logic, Ty Dolla $ign & X Ambassadors)

 (from "Suicide Squad" soundtrack)

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm a slave to your games (I'm just a sucker for pain)

I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down

Oooohh, I'm just a sucker for pain

Dolla $ign! I'm a sucker for pain

I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles

Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion

We gon' go to war, yeah, without failure

Do it for the fam dog, ten toes down dog

Love and the loyalty; that's what we stand for

Alienated by society

All this pressure give me anxiety

Walk slow through the fire

Like, who gon' try us?

Feeling the world go against us

So we put the world on our shoulders

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm a slave to your games (I'm just a sucker for pain)

I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down

Oooohh, I'm just a sucker for pain

I been at it with my homies, it don't matter, you don't know me

I been rollin' with my team, we the illest on the scene

I been riding 'round the city with my squad

I been riding 'round the city with my, squad

We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing

Hold up, take a step back when we roll up 'cause I know what

We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in

Won't hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion

I know I been bussin', no discussion for my family

No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy

Like what's up? Hold up, we finna re-load up

Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm a slave to your games (I'm just a sucker for pain)

I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down

Oooohh, I'm just a sucker for pain

Uhh, devoted to destruction

A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction

I'm dying slow but the devil tryna rush me

See, I'm a fool for pain, I'm a dummy

Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat

Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat

Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast

And if I get stung, I get stoked, might choke

Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal, naked in the North Pole

That's why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul

And only Lord knows when I'm coming to the crossroads

So I don't fear shit but tomorrow

And I'm a sucker for pain, it ain't nuttin' but pain

You just fuckin' complain, you ain't tough as you claim

Just stay up in your lane, just don't fuck with Lil Wayne

I'ma jump from my plane or stand in front of a train

'Cause I'm a sucker for pain

Used to doing bad now we feel like we just now getting it

Ain't got no other way so we start it and finish it

No pain, no gain

Never stand down, made our own way

Never going slow, we pick up the pace

This is what we wanted from a young age

No emotion, that's what business is

Lord have mercy on the witnesses

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm just a sucker for pain

More pain

Got me beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin'

For more pain

Got me beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin'

For more pain

Got me beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin'

For more pain

Got me beggin'

Take It There lyrics - Ty Dolla $ign (with Wiz Khalifa)

 [Ty Dolla $ign:]

Walked in the gym with my goon

Take a nigga bitch she gon' choose

Bombay make me act a fool

Rich nigga make you break the rules

Sport car make you drive fast

I got the digital dash

Pocket got a whole lotta cash

Little baby got a whole lotta ass

She know what I came to do though

I can stomp down on 10 toes

She woke up like (where did) all her friends go

These niggas flexing in a rental

I ain't had no condoms, still hit it though

Found a condom in my wallet too late now

I just wanted top but she got on top

Put it all in, she told me don't stop

And we gon' take it there

Take it there, take it there

We gon' take it there

Take it there, take it there

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

[Wiz Khalifa:]

10 minutes, I got 10 minutes

Fucked her in the rain and she came 'fore we finished

I ain't finished, no I ain't finished

Doing real things and her man ain't winning

Bite you on your ear, smack your ass, grab your titties

Pour another shot now we both getting litty

Brought some for the gang she want the whole damn committee

Hit it from the back she caught a whole lotta feelings

Bad bitch from Toronto

Her nigga play for the Broncos

We at my house and no one home

We about to make a porno

Hope her man don't find out

If he trip then my gangsters gon' kill one of these niggas

Gave it to me one time

Brought it back to me one more time, I'm still that nigga

Oh no

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

And we gon' take it there

Take it there, take it there

We gon' take it there

Take it there, take it there

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

[Chevy Woods:]

Tell that nigga he ain't in the picture

I just spot it, I'ma come and get ya

Girl I'm cool, I ain't fucking with ya

I'm just joking, I'm just fucking with ya

Spread your legs like the Jordan symbol

I swear to me it's okay

Tryna get you all in these positions

I know you had a long day

I hope that you ready for me

I'm texting in the hallway

Count a bag with my niggas

You gon' smash one of my niggas

I be on some other shit

Still I know you love the shit

Hit it, I just left the trap

Taylor Gang, you fuck with this

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

And we gon' take it there

Take it there, take it there

We gon' take it there

Take it there, take it there

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

I'ma take you all the way

All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way down

Taste Freestyle lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Fuck them corny niggas, best believe we get it poppin'

I just gotta talk, I'm clumsy so I'll probably drop it

Go figure, gettin' money so they try to stop it

I pull out a knot that's thicker than your father's wallet

Always had to work, all my nigga from the projects

Ballin', no alert, nope, we don't do no gossip

Too much for my shit, bro, I don't do no moshpits

She with me, she gettin' flipped like a fuckin' socket

Doobie in my shirt, 'nother OZ in my pants

Ice on my hands, melt it, help you water plants

Yours never dance, eyes like I'm from Japan

In my Benz, gettin' fried like I come from France

Money too wide for a rubber band

Runnin' in, tryna cure the hate that they sufferin'

From underneath the sun, tryn' catch a tan

Tour all summer, now I'm home hittin' sex again

Gettin' fresh, hundred mil, nuttin' less

Give me brain, pass the test

Smell the strain, they impressed

Ma, rest, told me "Change my address"

Always aim for the neck, if you miss, hit the chest

I'm well known for showin' them shit they didn't know

But if you Snapchatting or Instagramming, you gotta go

There ain't no one else like me that's in the game

Lightening in my chain, I'm icy as hockey games

Need a real one that don't like me 'cause of the fame

Hold my team down like a fight before the bell ring

Ain't no refund when you cop, so what you payin'?

Ain't no details for the cops so what you sayin'?

You went from food to starvation 'cause y'all hatin'

See what I got? That's all patience and God's amazing

See what I came out of dawg? That should be motivation

Now all I think about's broad chasing and car racing

Money so long, my arm shaking, the foreign banking

I'm off the shore, flow so hot, I could spar with Satan

I open doors with my voice so [?] my face is

Rollie mixed race, got a big face

Gotta get cake, brought a big plate

Prada windbreak, thought I went late

Now that Benz skate, down the interstate

How'd I get great? Not a mistake

Tequila Shots In The AM lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Yeah

And if you can't smoke weed to it, I don't wanna listen to it

(Uh) As the world keeps spinning

Keep turning these girls to women

Keep driving these cars and keep fucking these stars, I guess that's the world we live in

Young niggas with executive decisions

Turn on the TV and see us winning

They wanna be me, I just wanna be free

Never heard 'em talk cheap, fuck a bad bitch to sleep

Take Tequila shots in the AM

Give you a play by play on how to get this paper

I gettin' big, changed the gate code on my neighbours

Catching plays in the studio for days

Baby girl, come through, hook me up a plate

I've been grinding and my niggas on the same page

Walking up and gettin' to it

Trees grinded and pressed

Not a role model but I speak my mind

Doing more than what you're thinking

In the studio, blowin' O's, but our minds on the future tho'

Brainwash a couple bitches, bring 'em to the show

Take 'em to the crib, let you hit a switch, it ain't 'bout shit

Talk it up, then live it out

Smell the aroma when I park the car and get up out

And go the way you niggas drove

I get a bitch I barely know

Get her home

Don't want mamosas, she want Tequila shots in the AM

Give you a play by play on how to get this paper

I'm gettin' big, now them niggas sayin' we major

Rollin' J's on the beach, catching rays

(Hmm, yeah)

The Play lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

 Tell you about these Taylors

Niggas that I ride for, ugh

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

We get it on our own

Real niggas in the struggle, you're not alone

We ain't have any major label backin'

Just me and my niggas and we made sure we was crackin'

The biggest squad get the biggest check

Ask around, we the last real niggas left

And there ain't nobody like us

Knew that we was on but the city didn't like us

Fuck your road, made our own path

Grew up low class, I ain't go to class

Front on the gang and it won't last

You get no pass, ain't no goin' back

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

You wouldn't have a clue

It's like I wouldn't have any idea what it feel like to be you

When you work hard for everything you got

They can't come take it

When you go back on sayin' you'll keep your word

You can't unbreak it

When we was in that sprinter van they couldn't see us ballin'

Perfect record, now my team is flawless

Victory nigga, promise I go hard til you sick of me

For my squad, I give all of my energy

Make it hard not to remember me

Want it all, not just a little piece

We really started from nothin'

No handouts dog, we really got it from nothin'

You niggas got it from stuntin', got it from frontin'

Light up a J, I'mma roll up an onion

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

When I get home

Been in the jungle

Where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey

Trap Phone lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (with Chevy Woods & Blunt Smoker)

 [Wiz Khalifa:]

(I.D. Labs)

Lemme chirp these fools

Good one Richard

Pass out, he gon [?] though

Ayo man, what y'all put in this joint?

Oh this that KK?

I handle business on my trap phone, oh

If you need it then I got it for ya, oh

If you want it, it won't take long, no

My niggas always got it for you

[Chevy Woods:]

Money Making Mitch

Old beamer on your bitch

On the gang, on my name

Swear that I would never switch

Man Wizzle hit the switch

Bring your friends who you wit

Girl this outfit fire, I just bought it, we lit

Still with it, still get it for the low if niggas need it

Four bottles, four models, kick you out if you conceited

Gang gang twist my fingers

Couple pieces in the cleaners

You could keep her I don't cuff her

On my momma, fuck you thinkin'

Rubber bands in my hands tryna' throw it in the zone

All night no curfew she responded, boy I'm grown

Drop your homegirls off don't be playing, let me know

Don't hit my main line hit me on my trap phone

Thats on crip

I handle business on my trap phone, oh

If you need it then I got it for ya, oh

If you want it, it won't take long, no

My niggas always got it for you

[Bluntsmoker:]

Money got them backstrokes

Sour got my Eyes lows

Only hit my trap phone

Alright, if you need four

Kush in the raw tray

Blunts with the Bombay

Trappin out the hallway

Servin' niggas all day

Tellin' thats a no no

Stay away from po-po

Stuntin in my photos

Rockin' all this polo

Only talk to OGs, smokin' on this strong weed

My bank account is OD

Hoes stay on me

I handle business on my trap phone, oh

If you need it then I got it for ya, oh

If you want it, it won't take long, no

My niggas always got it for you

[Wiz Khalifa:]

And I'm probably fucking your bitch

Just put the '61 on pumps

Had to juice it up

Haters loosen up

We just doin' us

Four pumps, I got fluid in the trunk

Hit the corner doing three wheels

Let the right corner dump

Two licks in the back, one in the front

Plus I got that skunk rolled up, the streets showed us

How to gain control emoted, pull it out ain't a stain on it

King of Pittsburgh so I moved to California

Hit your girl now she horny

Bought the low rider, went and stored me

We ain't into fake, them niggas corny

Them cameras on so we stay performing

Just call my name when the plane boarding

Gang

The trap line is open, just chirp me

We done rolled

Uber Driver lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Curren$y)

 [Wiz Khalifa:]

What's the time zone?

I could count this money with my eyes closed

No he didn't, baby I know

Cop another ride off of my iPhone

High off marijuana but I ride low

Crocodile seats, ho don't pocket dial me

Riding down the street, I hit the switch if I'm too drunk

Call an Uber for the night, your broad with me

KK in the jar, jugging all through the city

Let your bitch put this bape hoodie on when they get chilly

Then take it off

All this money I make and I'm going stronger

And you fake and I roll a joint and I bake it

Ain't shit a nigga got to say I went to rich from living basic

Work for everything you can't take it

All we know is big money, our bitches rolling our planes with

Apple TV and Netflix hooked up playing our favorites, same shit

I'm tryna find a way that I can spend all of this paper

I'm riding round I'm chiefing loud I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole

I do just what I want don't see myself answering to no one

Ain't bout the money, then I'm not involved

[Curren$y:]

Bong rips, double SSs

Oh yes it's the OG, bitch you guessed it, no question

Smith and Wesson flip, lyrical weapons finnesin'

That's how we bring them checks in

Balcony sexing, then it's on to the next one

Her best friend, rolling more blessings

Got doobies in my Louie for protection

But you still smell them

I'm too gone off this Veuve to maneuver, I might have to call a Uber

Get me through the, traffic, a lighter and a cool ass driver

So we got action, I'm not about to pass it

I got various, pick one out this batch and you can have it

I run off, fuck this meeting for an hour or so

Talking million dollars you know

I'm tryna find a way that I can spend all of this paper

I'm riding round I'm chiefing loud I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole

I do just what I want don't see myself answering to no one

Ain't bout the money, then I'm not involved