Cmten – Cynical Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Strange reflections at the river's edge
Warn you not to utter the unsaid
Who are we when all this falls
Elastic lightning thunder stole
Tracing daylight with my middle finger
Apprehensive, anxiety lingers
Feel like I'm feeling nothing at all
Like I'm drowning, everything at once
Save me from myself tonight
Call for me straight through the wild
Wind picking up, it's a sign
This meant something to me, but why?

[Verse 2]
You were so blinded by lies
I think that guy's full of shit
Cracking your iPhone at Six Flags
In the car taking a hit
I'm having a panic attack
And you ask me to hit it again
I say okay, but my body's vibrating and I feel like litеral sh— (CMTEN)
Why did I write this again?

Oh yeah 'cause I'm an idiot, man
Can't keep attеntion on a thing I'm motivated but for what, damn
I'ma go get a gas station hot dog and then throw up for several hours
But at least I'm not thinking of you
I don't know what to do, I don't know what I'm after
[Chorus]
He's so wonderful and I'm so cynical
I can't get over it
I ,I f*cked up everything
Say my name again
It makes me smile when I don't feel anything
'Cause I just fear everything
He's so wonderful and I'm so cynical
I can't get over it
I ,I f*cked up everything
Say my name again
It makes me smile when I don't feel anything
'Cause I just feel—

Babytron – Bruce Leroy Lyrics

[Intro]
Shit, that’s a Danny G beat
Yeah
Chain glowing and I punch shit, Bruce Leroy
Huh, yeah
ShittyBoyz

[Verse]
Chain glowing and I punch shit, Bruce Leroy
Win streak 50-1 with him, I could beat Floyd
f*ck Saks up, Polamalu, you ain’t seen Troy
AR with the range, I’ll slide a score, three point
Headshot, shoot it in yo face like [?]
Air Forces, beam on the stick, turn my Jedi on
Take him straight to the Arabs, I ain’t selling phones
Heard you got some shooters on yo team, I’ma set the zone
Feel jacks, rap star, and I’m still scamming
Batman, black Scat Pack, ride with six gadgets
Couldn’t fit the whole case of Wock’, had to six pack it
Chopstick take him on a ride, we’ll Six Flags him
Smoking on gelato, either apricot or applе
Twist his top off, we’ll pop him like a Snapple
Jukе 12 out, I’ma dodge ’em tryna tackle
Big-ass plate, man, this lobster has me baffled
Couldn’t touch the net, now I’m sitting on the basket
Rap chose me, if you gifted, it’ll happen
Dior welcome mat, told the bitch that I’m Aladdin
A hundred on the ‘Gram, bitches lined up like a pageant
Bitch, I’m really up, nah, I do not borrow
Big thanks to the mailman, no, not Carl
You was wishing in a well, I was tryna pop Fargo
Bitch, I’m really scoring in the city, I am not Darko
[?] been the shit, I can send the hit
Got exquisite drip, foreign shit like an immigrant
Debit BIN really do magic, hit the pen with it
I’ma thank God for the punch then go sin with it
Airbnb with six rooms, you at a Red Roof

Hitman got a aimbot, he gon’ head shoot
10K on me, ain’t a dollar I’ll lend you
“Human” on my right one, “Race” on my left shoe
Hoes burnt out, on the ‘Gram shaking ass for free
1K a day, this new card is gon’ last for weeks
OT in LA, flashing racks at the beach
I’ma look down at yo ass, need to stack some cheese
Half of these hoes mice, other half cobra
You the type to shoot the shot even if the pass over
Straight drop turned the cream pop into a black soda
Come through shooting HD like I’m [?]
2000s baby, spent two thousand on my kicks
You ain’t got a hundred? I just spent that OT on the list
Time is money, won’t waste neither on no bitch
I been in my bag, locked in, on some focus shit
Chrome Heart on, leave her heart broke, I’m so rude
You dick sucking, I’m just making money, how I’m ‘posed to
Chop eat his ribs up, the bullets wanted soul food
They said I wouldn’t be where I’m at, shit, I told you
Huh, shit, I told y’all
Not coming Timbs till the first time the snow falls
Unc’ throwing white at the fiends, not no snowballs
I can show you how to make a thousand off of phone calls
Showboat, they won’t do shit, watch me show off
Scat look like a hovercraft, how it float off
Bitch want Dior flops just to show her toes off
On that one shit, I’m on fire, I don’t know Off
Three thirties on me [?] and Dell
Just yesterday I made ten off Zelle
Treat her like shit till she catch my mail
One two times for every L I felt

[Outro]
That’s a Danny G, beat

Big K.R.I.T. – Addiction Lyrics

Play this song

[Pre-Chorus: Saweetie]
Told him, dive in, this shit feel like water (Dive in)
Dive in, this shit feel like water (Dive in)
Dive in, this shit feel like water
Told him, dive in, this shit feel like water

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Addiction
Addiction
Addiction
(Turn the lights on)

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
“High tide, catch a wave if you wanna,” she say (For real)
Underwater with no scuba, “You a goner,” she say (Gone)
I’ma swim through that shit, show a fin in that bitch
I’m a shark in the ocean if she give me the bait
Drip, drip, wet, wet, wet all on the floor (Floor)
Busta Rhymes with the high, I told her, “Gimme some more” (Let’s go)
Waterfall with the splash, bungee jump from a flight (Woo)
That shit was oh so right, I had to dive in twice (Two times)
Ain’t no safety belt (Nah)
Ain’t no jacket for the livin’, ain’t no safety here (Nah)
She was bustin’ out the pipes from all the pressure in it
It’ll never be the same if I ever hit it (Stretch)
Olympic gold, I’m a better swimmer
Yo, hittin’ stroke at different angles
Damn, so much of the wet she had to change clothes
Woah, all of this water, what you drank for?
Damn, so much water I could sink though

[Pre-Chorus: Saweetie]
Told him, dive in, this shit feel like water (Dive in)
Dive in, this shit feel like water (Dive in)
Dive in, this shit feel like water
Told him, dive in, this shit feel like water

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Addiction
Addiction
Addiction

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, divin’ board, all aboard
Say it feel like water, I’ma be her waterboard
Better yet, her Aquaman, let me put my goggles on
I’ma go underwater, let me get my snorkel on
She said, “Sprinkle me, sprinkle me”
She said, “Finger me, finger me”
She said, “Tune, what you think of me?”
I said, “Let me think, let me think”
She asked me why is my drink so pink
I said, “Lean on me, lean on me”
Mix the codeine like Creatine
I’m her addiction and she a fiend
Liquid Lounge on my neck, drip crash, whiplash
She got that splish-splash, waterslide, Six Flags
Hose, pipe on site, hose, pipe on set
She got that wet-wet, and I’m a threat, threat, threat
Listenin’ to Tity, we litty
K.R.I.T., he said he in the bitty
He with a bad-ass Brazilian
I’m with a baddie from Britain
She know some baddies that’s ’bout it
They know some baddies that’s with it
I’m ’bout to dive off the mountain
I’m ’bout to land in her river, she said…

[Pre-Chorus: Saweetie & Lil Wayne]
Dive in, this shit feel like water (She said)
Dive in, this shit feel like water (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dive in, this shit feel like water (She said)
Told him, dive in, this shit feel like water (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Saweetie & Lil Wayne]
Addiction (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Addiction
Addiction
(Turn the lights on)

[Outro: Saweetie & Big K.R.I.T.]
Addiction (Wait, wait)
Addiction

KYLE – iSpy (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man, fuck
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you’re right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah…
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you’re right…
You damn right I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil’ Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

[Verse 1: Kyle]
I ain’t been gettin’ high…
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

[Chorus: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Refrain: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to screening out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me
No, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

[Chorus: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Refrain: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

KYLE – ISpy lyrics

Man, fuck
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you’re right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah…
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you’re right…
You damn right I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil’ Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

I ain’t been gettin’ high…
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from “Can you take me here?” to screening out the lane
Went from “Damn this nigga lame” to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

Lil Yachty – ​iSpy (feat. Kyle)

[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man fuck…
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man these…kids man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man…fuck them kids, bro. Look around, bro, look at life
Man you’re right
Mn…you see, you see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what…y-you’re right
You damn right, I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was goddamn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

[Verse 1: Kyle]
I ain’t been gettin’ high…
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to screening out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

Kyle – ISpy Lyrics

[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man fuck…
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man these…kids man, talking shit, making me feel bad
Man…fuck them kids bro. Look around bro, look at life
Man you’re right
Mn…you see, you see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on man, you got so much more to appreciate man
Man you know what…y-you’re right
You damn right I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was goddamn wrong
Man thanks Lil Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

[Verse 1: Kyle]
I ain’t been gettin’ high…well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s coming at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always tell the clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I am just like the Rose[?], if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em some [?] coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my bag like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend named Cupid is fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
She said she twenty-one, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember riding around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I [?] and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from “Can you take me here?” to screening out the lane
Went from “Damn this nigga lame” to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my tee
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…