Love$ick (feat. A$AP Rocky) - Mura Masa

Married to the models in the rain Married to the models in the rain Married to the models in the rain Married to the models in the rain, rain Money over bitches every day Honey wonder how I got this way Say I'm stuck, it's up, I'm in my ways What the fuck, I never changed Best of luck, you might just change What I'd done, what I did And I did it all the same (Bitch) No, I wouldn't go and change a thing (Thing) Sell your soul, that's the price of fame (In vain) Niggas talk my name, well, don't talk in vain again Like the Christ Lord, I'm the samе (Ah, ah-ah) How is goin'? Where we goin'? Yеah Where we go up? Yeah They just know it, yeah Money over bitches every day It's money or the business every day-ay-ay Every day I'm so strapped, I got a AK (Heart attack) Heart attack, you see me come, see me coming They don't see me coming when I was away Money over bitches every day-ay-ay Every day-ay-ay Every day It was just a big 1960s Black Arts Movement myth and eventually you gotta blow out the incense and deal

Say some more, never want to talk about it Feel a way, woah Feel a way, woah Feel a way, woah Take me back to November Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the winter, cold water, cold water Yeah, take me back to November, wassup Can we go back to November? Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the winter, deep thoughts, deep thoughts Naw, take me back to November, wassup What if Clancy fuckin' me over? What if 'Who Dat Boy' is rhetorical and this shit is over? What if I'm hustling backwards? What if my accountant ain't payin' my taxes? Fillin' his pockets and IRS show up asking me questions I couldn't answer 'cause I was too busy tryna make classics Boy ain't got no motherfucking classics What if my music too weird for the masses? And I'm only known for tweets more than beats or All my day ones turn to three, fours cause of track seven Fuck, what if I get stuck? What if I got comfortable? I gotta keep it buck fifty What if I lost it all and ended up back in Ladera At them shitty apartments that's across the Bank of America Damn, I would be hurtin' Writing all of these songs cause Wi-Fi wasn't working Last year in total, I put out two verses But five seven figures since then, life's kinda perfect Oh is it really? Oh is it really? Bitch you know the dealy Really hilly willy tilly silly, hold that billy how I Milly Rock When they can't relate him, when they start to hate him They don't drive these cars so what's they ultimatum? Tell me, what's your November? Is it a person? Mine was the summer '06, I remember the (horn) What if I thought the brake was the gas? What if I crashed? What if these deep thoughts was my last? Let me pull over, quick! And drive back to November Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the Winter, cold water, cold water Yeah, take me back to November, wassup Can we go back to November? Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the Winter, deep thoughts, deep thoughts Naw, take me back to November, wassup My November was those Odd Future Sundays, where we used to just skate all day My November was performing with Lil Wayne My November was awesome, I booked my first feature film My November was when I was gifted this Getz and Gilberto album My November was seeing Erykah Badu perform My November was when my brother took me to first concert ever My November was summer 2015 when I fell in love with someone Who fucked my whole world up, showed me life through a different 2014 Miami 43rd Street, everyday was November Take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back I ain't doin' fine, lost my mothafuckin' mind Time travel back and help me find Take me back, take me back to November, this I know Take me back, take me back Take me back, take me back to November, this I know "My November is right now" I wrote a song about you, I want your opinion I consider my heart rate has slowed down at the ending 'Cause the love that I got for you has exceeded appearance, the lyrics are Matter of fact, I'mma just call you, so you can hear it If you do answer, I play it to state facts Although I already know the response you gon' say back At that point I'll hang up, disappear and just stay back And if you don't I'll leave a voicemail with the playback Hello, no one is available to take your call Please leave a message after the tone

Don't give a fuck about your man I'm just seeing what it's hitting for (Bitch I'm sayin') How you fronting on a kid though? You should fuck with me, girl You know what you need, girl See I used to livin' life up on my own, yeah In search of love and for a wife to call my own, yeah It's all I think about at nights when I'm all alone, yeah Swear that I can't get no rest in California, yeah, yeah Uh, uh Uh, woo Swear this life is just a whole bunch of vices Niggas biting off of my shit, my dick Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license Tell her hold on like some vice grips Might just call her let her ride with a baller Look up on her face was priceless wonder what my type is Well tonight Mrs. Lightskin with a light mix, or a light switch White chick, darkskin complexion and she righteous I take a dyke chick if she like dick I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it Fucking each and every Katy Perry for the night bitch Light this Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Moving on to better things, I'm sure) Bless, sit back and relax one time, clear your mind 'Bout to send me back to my old ways Know what I'm saying? Yeah, I'm just, she making mistakes (Can't feed this addiction anymore) I've been puffin', rollin' up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth Next time I see her might curse the bitch out Kicked the bitch out once 'cause she bitched out Spit my kids out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce Ride with a nigga mane, and you know I stay fly like the jigga mane And it figures, 'cause here is something you can't understand I rather just kill it man, anyways Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes Animosity is better off your chest, yes Guess everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, take debts Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Moving on to better things) Inhale, exhale, relieve your mind of stress Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP (Can't feed this addiction anymore) I've been puffin', rollin' up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs

I've seen the devil Down Sunset In every place In every face Yeah, uh, uh Yeah, uh, uh Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah) she's livin' her life (uh) Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight (uh, yeah, uh) But if you knew her (yeah), she lives a lie She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised, oh Oh, I know what she needs (oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me, uh (oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh, ooh Every night (every night, uh), she prays to the sky Flashin' lights is all she ever wanted (yeah) Beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular (hm) Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-uh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular I know that you see me (huh), time's gone by Spend my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights Try to own it (uh), but I'm alright (yuh) You can't take my soul without a - fight (uh, oh) Oh, I know what she needs (oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (uh) Ooh, every night (every night), she prays to the sky (oh) Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see (yuh) Beggin' on her knees to be popular (uh) That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular (hm) Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular Eat me and money, I'ma keepin' it I'm gettin' can and I'm kickin' it Money on top of me, money on top of her Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular Pop-popular, born to be popular She in debt, 20 mill', but she run it up She can never be broke 'cause she popular Turn the webcam on for the followers (Yuh, yeah) beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular

Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Я, я Это ли любовь? Я не знаю точно Мы с тобой по прямой, но это обочина Ты теперь надолго с моим почерком Я теперь надолго уйду в творчество Закурю сигарету от голода я Закурю сигарету на холоде, но Завтра нас не будет в городе Завтра нас не будет Скажи, почему ты растеряна? В Гелике грустное стерео, эй Всё, что нас лечит — всё временно Ведь у нас болит не материя Нервы гонят нам кровь по артериям Тушь на щеках — это подтеки Тушу 160 в плотном потоке Подари мне ещё час этой тревоги Бежим друг от друга не смотря под ноги Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Знаешь просто Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Я Вокруг дым сигарет с ветром Вокруг дым сигарет с ветром Во во мне дым сигарет Кента Мы гаснем с окнами до рассвета На тебе полумрак, но ты раздета Я буду самым больным твоим секретом Буду для тебя темой, что под запретом Ты была без сердца, теперь смертна Ты была моей песней, но ты спета Сумасшедшая секта, кайфа, момента Нам надо было брать обратно билеты Ну же перестань, ну сколько нам лет да я знаю, все это пройдет до лета (Но на врядли) ты найдешь покой (Где то врядли) Я буду счастлив с кем то (Но врядли) Мы найдемся на этой карте, стоп снято, стоп парте Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Знаешь просто Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла

Дәл сенің көңіліңде бар орын бәріне О-оу менен өзге-е Ал менің түстерімде, жоқ орын ешкімге Сенен өзге Бөліскім келмейтін, сырыма айналдың Өзіңдей қол жетпейтін - әперем ай! Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Арман дәптерімде бар орын бәріне О-оу екеумізге де Ал бәлкім шын әлемде жоқ орын ешкімге Екеуміздей... Бөліскім келмейтін, сырыма айналдың Өзіңдей қол жетпейтін - әперем ай! Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Жабайы космоста жұлдыздар жарылады Жылтырақ қоқыстар бөгет істейді қарауға жер шарына Бәлкім кейде біз де дәл солай шатасамыз Мән беріп әрнеге тек, көрмей сиқырды нағыз Ұлы тыныштық не кішкентай айқай Сенің сезімдерің маған, тықпашы, байқаймын Ойбай, сен менсінбейсің бұл тартылыстың күшін Ішіңдегі толқындарды шақыру үшін... Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай

Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (а) Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (у, а-я) У нас нет пути назад У нас перегреты тормоза Uno — одна карта на руках Брутто в магнитоле Cadillac Да, мы деловые на делах Взяли разгон, взяли размах Но я видел, как толпами едут назад Те, кто поехали на деньгах (воу) Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (а) Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (у, а-я) Не меняю душу на пачки лавэ (воу) Пацаны меняют кузовы чёрных BMW Наши везде, наши в LA Сложно убить тех, кто выжил на дне Я взрываю за всех, кого нет с нами За-за-за всех, кто на нас ставил Половину закроют или завалят (е) Мама — улица, папа — спальный Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (а) Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (у) Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 У неё Birkin цвета осень Она закурит, но я бросил Ice занижает градус в роксе Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 У неё Birkin цвета осень Она закурит, но я бросил Ice занижает градус в роксе (а-я)

(I know somethings that I don't know) (This is serious) G-yeah, ugh! (this is) I'm from back in the days, ash in the train Kush so loud, I can't feel my face So far gone I think I am Drake No, I am not, I am Pae I pay my dues, real niggas can relate All my niggas rich, so what we conversate All my niggas rich, so what we conversate I said all ma niggas rich, so what we conversate We talk about things that you love to hate The holidays, the Miami Dubai they no dey high I no dey like the place (no!) Dubai they no dey high I no dey like the place (no!) The only high be skydive, which kind high be this? High be skydive, which kind high be this? (High be this, way up) High be skydive, which kind high be this? (Way up) High be skydive, which kind high be this? Champagne for the pain if you know what I'm saying The high is for the Lord, and I've been in that basement Every day, we make money, we make money All you do is talk money, you talk money Pretty girls say we get game buh we still dey play Hello Every flow we tryna take you back, back to the fact Back to the fact while we rap Back to the '90s, back to the pele pele Gs Back to the white tees I'm talkin' white baggy tees, back to the walees This is hip hop and is your boy on the microphone This is it, like they wanna leave Mike alone The key to success, I'm sure is on the xylophone Play a part, but make sure you don't dance alone Yes, yes, you know our game plan Smoke trees get money errday is the same sun You win some and some lost ones I'm the God son, shoutout Nasty Nas, I'm the core fan Look, look, now look at chu You mess your now up, and you did your future too Future look bright, bright, bright, that the Sky's blue Your future look just like Jay-Z's Ivy blue What happened to you? Champagne for the pain if you know what I'm saying The high is for the Lord, and I've been in that basement Every day, we make money, we make money All you do is talk money, talk money Pretty girls say we got game buh we still dey play Hello Hello Every day, we make money, we make money All you do is talk money, talk money Pretty girls say we got game buh we still dey play Hello