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  • Lil Xan – No Lies Lyrics

    [Intro: Lil Xan, Bobby Johnson Beats]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

    [Hook: Lil Xan]
    Pray to God, like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you die, wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You see me high, almost died
    Almost slit my throat
    They gonna cry, when you die, because it’s just how it goes

    [Verse: Lil Xan]
    Yeah, them heartbreaks, I made so many mistakes
    Like “this bitch might just be the one”
    They use me, they wanna be someone
    Like just go and get yourself a job
    I cannot be compared to y’all
    And if I do not make it, tell my mom this life is fake
    And I don’t wanna see mistakes, same ones I made when I was basic
    (Aye, when I was basic, yeah)
    (When I was basic, yeah)
    Yeah, I rap, but I still fly coach
    Yeah, I’m rich, but I still don’t boast
    Yeah, I’m sad, please slit my throat
    Yeah, I’m sad, please slit my throat
    (Sad, please slit my throat)
    Heartbreak soldier
    Caffeine, drinking soda
    Flip her up like some yogurt
    Stick inside my mind
    I need some peace
    I need indulgence

    [Hook: Lil Xan]
    Pray to God, like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you die, wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You see me high, almost died
    Almost slit my throat
    They gonna cry, when you die, because it’s just how it goes

    [Verse: Lil Skies]
    Okay so, this little light of mine
    Tattoos all down my spine
    Everybody know that I’m on my grind
    Always at a place where the sun don’t shine
    The media wanna make me a bad guy
    I don’t know if I’m happy, you’re right
    I stay inside, and I pray up to Christ
    Hoping one day I don’t end my life
    Way too depressed to express how I feel
    Only smoke weed, sometimes I want pills
    Since the nightmare, I don’t know what’s real
    She came back around since I got that deal
    I don’t want friends, I want happiness
    She did me dirty, it’s “fuck that bitch”
    I was so broke, but now I’m rich
    Still the same game, still the game cliques
    Xanarchy shit
    Until that ho make a wish
    Feel a touch when we kiss
    My hands on her hips
    Fell in love with her lips
    Make her swallow my kids
    The world is so evil
    While we’re lost in the mix
    Trying to make it make sense
    I wanna know:
    Does it matter to you that I don’t have no fucks to give, bitch!

    [Hook: Lil Xan]
    Pray to God, like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you die, wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You see me high, almost died
    Almost slit my throat
    They gonna cry, when you die, because it’s just how it goes

    [Outro]
    It’s just how it goes
    It’s just how it goes
    [?] just how it goes
    [?] just how it goes
    Never, ever ever wanna let you go


  • Lil Xan – Lies Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah, ugh
    Yeah, yeah
    You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, ay

    [Chorus: Lil Xan]
    Pray to god like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you lie, I wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You seen me high, almost died
    When I slit my throat
    They gonna cry when you die
    Cause that’s just how it goes
    Pray to god like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you lie, I wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You seen me high, almost died
    When I slit my throat
    They gonna cry when you die
    Cause that’s just how it goes

    [Verse 1: Lil Xan]
    Yeah, no more heartbreaks
    I made so many mistakes
    Like this bitch might just be the one
    They use me, they wanna be someone
    Like “Go and get yourself a job”
    I cannot be compared to y’all
    And if I do not make it, tell me mom this life is fake
    And I don’t wanna seem to seek same ones I made when I was basic (when I was basic yeah, when I was basic yeah)
    Yeah I rap, but I still fly coach
    Yeah I’m rich, but I still don’t boast
    Yeah I’m sad, please slit my throat
    Yeah I’m sad, please slit my throat (I’m sad, please slit my throat)
    Heartbreak soldier, caffeine, drinking soda
    Flip her like some yola
    Stuck inside my mind, I need some peace, I need a dojo
    Said I’m stuck inside my mind, I need some peace, I need a do-jo

    [Chorus: Lil Xan]
    Pray to god like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you lie, I wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You seen me high, almost died
    When I slit my throat
    They gonna cry when you die
    Cause that’s just how it goes
    Pray to god like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you lie, I wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You seen me high, almost died
    When I slit my throat
    They gonna cry when you die
    Cause that’s just how it goes

    [Verse 2: Lil Skies]
    Okay, so this little light of mine
    Tattoos all down my spine
    Everybody know that I’m on my grind
    Always at a place where the sun don’t shine
    The media wanna make me a bad guy
    I don’t know if I’m happy, or right
    I stay inside, and I pray up to Christ
    Hoping one day, I don’t end my life
    Way to depressed to express how I feel
    Only smoke weed sometimes or on pills
    Just a nightmare, I don’t know what’s real
    She came back around since I got that deal
    I don’t want friends, I want happy niche
    She did me dirty, it’s fuck that bitch
    I was so broke, but now I’m rich
    Still the same gang, still the same clique
    Xanarchy shit, tell that hoe make a wish
    From the touch when we kiss
    My hands on her hips, fell in love with her lips
    Make her swallow my kids
    The world is so evil, while we lost in the mix
    Tryna’ make it make sense
    So I wanna know does it matter to you
    That I don’t have no fucks to give?
    Bitch!

    [Chorus: Lil Xan]
    Pray to god like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you lie, I wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You seen me high, almost died
    When I slit my throat
    They gonna cry when you die
    Cause that’s just how it goes
    Pray to god like Allah
    Please slit my throat
    And when you lie, I wanna die
    Please slit my throat
    You seen me high, almost died
    When I slit my throat
    They gonna cry when you die
    Cause that’s just how it goes

    [Outro: Lil Xan]
    That’s just how it goes, that’s just how it goes
    That’s just how it goes, that’s just how it goes
    That’s just how it goes, that’s just how it goes
    I ain’t ever ever ever wanna let you go
    Yeah, ay, oh
    Yeah, ay, oh
    Out the booth
    Yeah!


  • Lil Xan – Deceived Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah, oh, yeah
    You know, you know, you know
    I’m full it
    Aye I’m in the booth
    Aye, aye
    Shot out Bobby Johnson, aye

    [Verse 1]
    Found myself in the dark place
    Last girl made my heart ache
    Now I’m tryna get my soul, yeah
    Why all yall fake flex
    Mama told me not to take shit
    So I never really take shit
    I don’t care what you rep bro
    Ex Bitch doing bank bro
    Wow I really shoulda kept her
    Really shoulda kept your mouth closed
    I’ve been runnin out of amo
    Different station, little trap woah
    Every city with a bad hoe

    [Hook]
    Satan’s got a grip on me
    Heaven’s looking very bliss
    Steal my faith and everything
    Eating off that apple tree
    Sunlight shining every beam
    Gloomy days keep scaring me
    All my friends are enemies

    [Verse 2]
    All my friends are enemies
    All my friends are enemies
    All my friends are ene- yeah
    All my friends are ene- yeah
    Windows tinted, you can’t see us in it
    Prescription pills made me a villain
    Never busy, man I’m always chillin
    Fake friends up in the grass
    Gotta keep it low, let the snakes pass
    My main girl gotta side door
    Like Mike bitch, got more hoes
    Insane though she a crazy hoe

    [Hook]
    Friends gon turn to enemies
    Satan’s got a grip on me
    Heaven’s looking very bliss
    Steal my faith and everything
    Eating off that apple tree
    Sunlight shining every beam
    Gloomy days keep scaring me
    All my friends are enemies

    [Outro]
    All my friends are enemies
    All my friends are enemies
    All my friends are ene- yeah
    Out the booth bitch


  • Lil Xan – Betrayed (Remix) (feat. Yo Gotti & Rich The Kid)

    [Intro]
    You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat

    [Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
    Ooh, I pop a Perc’ when I’m upset (what?)
    She sucked my dick right on Sunset (Sunset)
    I made a few millis, ain’t done yet (milli’)
    Addicted to the money, spent a hundred in the club
    I told them Xans that, "I hate you"
    I told that bitch "I can’t date you" (bitch)
    She pop a pill and go cuckoo
    She’ll ride on a dick like a new coupe
    Hit a ho with a stick like a bamboo (bamboo)
    I’m the shit, got it lit like a candle (what?)
    Nobody can’t tell me what I can’t do (can’t do)
    I can make the plug walk like some new shoes (plug, what?)
    New Chanel coat, lil’ bitch get her heart broke (broke)
    Half a milli’ in my cargos (cargos)
    I’ma fuck her then I send her ’bout her way (’bout her way)
    Can’t fall in love, I ain’t tryna get betrayed (Rich)

    [Chorus: Lil Xan]
    Xans don’t make you (you)
    Xans gon’ take you
    Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
    And Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)
    Xans don’t make you (you)
    Xans gon’ take you (brrr)
    Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
    Xans gon’ betray you (ayy, yeah, ayy)

    [Verse 2: Lil Xan]
    And she still tastes like Skittles (ayy)
    And her friend still tastes like Skittles (what)
    Put me right up in the middle (ayy)
    You know I had to go and solve the riddle (ayy)
    Used to pop Xans like brittle (ayy)
    She want to go to Heaven but she evil (ayy)
    Facin’ my demons is never that easy (ayy, what?)
    I get what I want, now I got what I needed (yeah, ayy, ayy, what?)
    We look at the sky and she tell me she bleedin’ (ayy, yeah)
    Heartbreak ain’t gon’ change you
    But baby I won’t change you
    And if I die don’t miss me (ayy)
    I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy)
    And if I die don’t miss me (ayy)
    I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy)

    [Chorus: Lil Xan]
    Xans don’t make you (you)
    Xans gon’ take you
    Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
    And Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)
    Xans don’t make you (you)
    Xans gon’ take you
    Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
    Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)

    [Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
    I was sellin’… pills
    Shawty got… skills
    Gang shit… trill
    Cold heart… chills
    Ain’t another bitch like shawty (yeah)
    She don’t want Rollies, she want a Glock 40
    Tats on her body, bandanas on her head
    Big brother Crip, but her favorite color red
    Shit I was sellin’ coulda sent me to the feds
    Shit I was doin’ coulda left a nigga dead
    Only got one motto: get to the bread
    Doin’ fuck shit, put a bullet in your head (bow)
    Everything about it, always had heart (heart)
    That shit made me me, see?
    M ’cause I’m gettin’ to the money
    Gotta keep it gangsta, yeah that’s the G (ayy)

    [Chorus: Lil Xan]
    Xans don’t make you (Xans)
    Xans gon’ take you (yeah, what?)
    Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
    And Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)
    Xans don’t make you (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
    Xans gon’ take you
    Xans gon’ fake you (pew, pew)
    Xans gon’ betray you (brr)

    [Outro: Lil Xan]
    Yeah, Xans don’t make you
    Xans gon’ take you
    Xans gon’ fake you
    Xans gon’ betray you
    Xans don’t make you
    Xans gon’ take you
    What? Ayy
    What? Ayy
    Xans gon’ take you
    Yeah Xans gon’
    Xans gon’ take you
    Xans gon’ take you


  • Game – The Soundtrack (1992 Album) letras

    [Verse 1: Game]
    Politics as usual, them palm trees is beautiful
    Crack rock lingerin’, fiends suckin’ they cuticles
    Wear the wrong colors ’round here, niggas is shootin’ you
    Niggas workin’ out in them pens, stuck in they cubicles
    Nigga, you killin’ who? Street shit, me and Meek shit
    Fuck with him, fuck around and be your funeral

    [Verse 2: Meek Mill]
    Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin’ through
    Drive-by, layin’ side by side as they viewin’ you
    Ha, cause you will ride for your nigga, right?
    Now with hearses side by side, with your nigga right
    Cause it been plenty nights I barely made it through this life
    Niggas want to snatch my soul from me like I’m Jesus Christ

    [Verse 3: Game & (Meek Mill)]
    Compton, California, come and see what my city like
    (Babies losin’ hope when they see they momma hit the pipe)
    Rosecrans, (Berks Street), niggas tryin’ to murk me
    (God, it hit me first, G)

    [Hook: Game & (Meek Mill)]
    This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
    (Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
    “La-da-da, la-da-da”
    The soundtrack to a real nigga life
    (Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
    “La-da-da, la-da-da”

    [Verse 4: Meek Mill]
    Uh, my dog doin’ life
    Cause he ain’t had no safety like the Rams’ secondary
    And he come out in 2060, Nevuary, never scared

    [Verse 5: Game]
    Cause I got real niggas everywhere
    That’ll cut your life short like it’s February
    Killer Cali, where them burnouts is necessary
    ‘Specially when the feds is tappin’ phones like secretaries
    Shit real like 2Pac’s obituary
    Kill him, B.I.G. too, but they memory legendary

    [Verse 6: Meek Mill & (Game)]
    And where I’m from, you get murdered like hereditary
    They killed my homie, we came back like it was January
    The first nigga aimin’ to murk, nigga
    Fuck your chain, want your shoes, your jean and your shirt, nigga
    Cause it’s cold out, fuck your concert cause you sold out
    Your dad didn’t teach you all that shit you sing that song ’bout
    So what you talkin’ about?
    (Absolutely nothin’, they ain’t us, Meek, fuck ’em, cause)

    [Hook]
    This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
    (Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
    “La-da-da, la-da-da”
    The soundtrack to a real nigga life
    (Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
    “La-da-da, la-da-da”

    [Bridge: Meek Mill]
    From Philly to Compton, nigga
    I fell in love with these streets, I lost my niggas too
    But I’ll be damned I’ll let one of you niggas take my life

    [Verse 7: Game]
    Meek, tell ’em that I’m back on my grizzly though
    Most these rappers’ life is like a fuckin’ Miguel video
    Compton killed eight of my niggas, but that’s my city though
    Yeah, we movin’ birds, but we throw ’em like a Frisbee though
    Niggas sellin’ flat-screens, sixty-inch VIZIOs
    Blow on a stone, smokin’ chronic on commodes
    Listenin’ to Hov like “I got to get my weight up”
    The system was made to break us, but they can’t take us, no

    [Verse 8: Meek Mill]
    And I know they hate us though cause we really made it though
    Ballin’ like we Jordan, niggas shootin’, try and fade me though
    O.G. Bobby Johnson, .44 with the potato nose
    Turn you mashed potato, bro, but it’s all gravy though
    I done been to church to mosque, it couldn’t save me though
    Shit, I got to save myself before I try to save a ho
    Fuck your role model, it was gold bottles after the gold hollows

    [Hook]
    This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
    (Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
    “La-da-da, la-da-da”
    The soundtrack to a real nigga life
    (Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
    “La-da-da, la-da-da”