• Tag Archives YOLO
  • Meek Mill – King

    Money make the world go round
    And all the pretty girls go down
    And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
    All white ghost I call it my cool whip
    Hundred on my neck lookin’ like I move bricks
    My life is like a movie, every day a new script
    And ain’t it funny how this money make a mood switch
    `Cause they be talkin’ beef, I be up in Ruth’s Chris

    Who is this at the door, I think it’s the devil don’t let him in
    Just rap and take my niggas to places we never been
    And when it comes to cake I get it like Entenmann’s
    With the heart of a lion, no lyin’ I never been
    No folks for these fuck boys
    On my second mil and I ain’t talkin’ lunch boy
    Glock 30 ridin’ dirty in this tuck boy
    `Cause I could treat you like a prison get you touched boy
    No homo
    Before I had a deal I was poppin’, no promo
    All of a sudden all these bad bitches want a photo
    M’s in my account and M’s in the logo
    So every time I spend a hundred K I scream YOLO

    Young kings, young kings
    I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    And all we know is one thing, one thing
    Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
    I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    And all we know is one thing, one thing
    Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame

    Crowns on my wrist and my head
    And Ima ball hard in this bitch ‘til I’m dead
    It’s money on my mind, make me put it on your head
    And have your own homies lookin’ at you like you’re bread
    Tryna eat nigga, I’m from Philly so you know I play for keeps nigga
    Six pallbearers, six feet deep nigga
    No insurance you been sitting six weeks nigga
    Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks nigga
    Young kings, all I know is one thing
    Live life, one dream, started in the drug game
    Where they never make it out unless you got a gun gang
    Walkin’ through my city but it’s lookin’ like I run things
    Runnin’ shit, diarrhea
    And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
    G5 through the sky boy we outta here
    Sippin P&J fresh from out the PJ

    Young kings, young kings
    I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    And all we know is one thing, one thing
    Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
    I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    And all we know is one thing, one thing
    Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame

    I still wake up go and get it, youngin’ on a mission
    ‘Cause when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes
    But I’m different, I still put ‘em on just to show ‘em right
    I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
    I keep a milli by my side because we both alike
    Try and keep that nigga out the field `cause he be throwin’ white

    Dishin’ d, tryna get rich as me
    I’m worth a couple million man that shit was meant to be
    20 gold chains on, shit I think I’m Mr. T
    If I could live my life again I wouldn’t do it differently
    Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me
    Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history
    Bitches say they missin’ me, I never fall for it
    `Cause they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it
    And if my niggas need it, I tell ‘em come for it
    ‘Cause when it comes to me, they shootin’ like a small forward, swish

    Young kings, young kings
    I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    And all we know is one thing, one thing
    Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
    I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
    And all we know is one thing, one thing
    Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame


  • Illy – Catch 22

    [Hook: Anne-Marie]
    And stay, stay, stay, another round
    ‘Cause who wants to live forever?
    Who wants to burn it down?
    Down, down, down, down
    And we can paint the town
    ‘Cause who wants to sing the blues?
    So some you win or some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22

    [Verse 1: Illy]
    Yeah, I could be getting old, but I’m getting round
    Call it immature, sure, but hear me out
    ‘Cause the only thing promised is the here and now
    If we didn’t live it up, never live it down, yeah
    And when I jump I hold on, I’m like, “Oh my Lord”
    If it all goes wrong then it’s all my fault
    Man, some just want to watch your world burn
    But some on the straight and narrow lost first turn, so
    Before you play, take a page of my own advice
    It’s all a game, know the price when you roll the dice
    And what’s the rush man? Nowhere else to go tonight
    And we ain’t getting out on time, let alone alive
    The choice is yours, your down for the cause
    Be hated or adored, but never ignored
    And whatever card you draw you can’t win them all
    So leave the sad songs at the door, get involved and
    [Hook: Anne-Marie & Illy]
    And stay, stay, stay, another round
    ‘Cause who wants to live forever?
    Who wants to burn it down?
    Down, down, down, down
    And we can paint the town
    ‘Cause who wants to sing the blues?
    So some you win or some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22

    [Bassline: Anne-Marie & Illy]
    It’s all a catch-22

    [Verse 2: Illy]
    Oh, you’re not happy where you at heart, fuck it off then
    Just make it not for nothing when you cut your losses
    You haven’t got it made, but you got your options
    Ditch smokes for sleep, ditch shots for crossfit
    What you tryna live longer? Take a bow
    What’s the point of all those years if you spend them missing out?
    Some of it’s worth the risk, hoping you don’t forget
    Bad as the world can get none of it’s permanent
    So no politics or parties, even if
    We solving world problems with our lager on our lips
    And for all the easy ways out, the harder that it gets
    Now isn’t that ironic? No Alanis Morissette
    We a hard act to follow, pouring the bottle
    YOLO the motto, could all end tomorrow
    Set your watch fast, stay ahead of your time
    If you wait, might never arrive, that’s the vibe so

    [Hook: Anne-Marie & Illy]
    And stay, stay, stay, another round
    ‘Cause who wants to live forever?
    Who wants to burn it down?
    Down, down, down, down
    And we can paint the town
    ‘Cause who wants to sing the blues?
    So some you win or some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22

    [Bassline: Anne-Marie & Illy]
    It’s all a catch-22
    It’s all a catch-22

    [Post-Hook: Anne-Marie & Illy]
    Some paint the town (some paint the town)
    Some sing the blues (some sing the blues)
    Oh some you win, oh some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22
    Some paint the town (some paint the town)
    Some sing the blues (some sing the blues)
    Oh some you win, oh some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22
    Some paint the town (some paint the town)
    Some sing the blues (some sing the blues)
    Oh some you win, oh some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22
    Some paint the town (some paint the town)
    Some sing the blues (some sing the blues)
    Oh some you win, oh some you lose
    It’s all a catch-22

    [Produced by M-Phazes]