Songs of the day

[Chorus] Don't tell a lie on me I won’t tell the truth 'bout you Don't tell a lie on me I won’t tell the truth 'bout you [Verse 1] Thirty millions later, my future favors The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior Travel 'round the atlas in this spaceship Candy-coated, my day shift's Been devoted to fuckin' up bundles of paper Pi equals three-fourteen The devil's pie is big enough to justify the whole thing Wait up, lampin' in Jamaica The clouds turnin', my thoughts turnin’ Burnin’ castor oil, yo I been determined to make an earnin' This seed in this soil is classified I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid's future I ain't sanctified enough to say that I won't shoot ya I done vandalized the industry full circuit The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture The more blood pours, but— [Chorus] Don’t tell a lie on me I won't tell the truth 'bout you Don't tell a lie on me I won't tell the truth 'bout you [Verse 2] My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk-ass And crush ya whole lil' shit I'll Big Pun ya punk-ass, you a scared lil' bitch Tiptoein' around my name, nigga, you lame And when I get at you, homie Don't you just tell me you was just playin' "Oh, I was just playin', K-Dot C'mon, you know a nigga rock with you, bro" Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know Might end up like the last nigga I know Oh, you don't wanna clash? Nigga, I know I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor Hoppin' out before the vehicle crash, I'm on a roll Yellin', "One, two, three, four, five I am the greatest rapper alive" So damn great, motherfucker, I've died What you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts) A condo in Compton, I'm still in reach, nigga (facts) I'm fresh out the water, I'm 'bout to breach, nigga The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga Oh yeah, oh yeah, mo' cars, mo' lears Mo' bars, no peers, no scars, no fear—fuck y'all, sincere I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers You know what the risk is Earthed in ditches, your body revertin' to stiffness The whole world gone mad Bodies is addin' up, market's about to crash Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab Donald Trump is a chump Know how we feel, punk—tell him that God comin' And Russia need a replay button, y'all up to somethin' Electorial votes look like memorial votes But America's truth ain't ignorin' the votes It's blasphemy, how many gon' blast for me? I prophesized on my last song, you laughed at me But when the shit get brackin', don't you ask for me How many leaders gon' tell you the truth after me? G Malone, big bro, kudos to him I was two O's from a M, tryna be big as Em Thirty millions later, my future favors The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits You lookin' at me in Chucks, I'm lookin' at y'all suits Me and Top Dawg playin' rock-paper-scissors in court A real hustler lose money just to go get some more I said it's like that, dropped one classic, came right back 'Nother classic, right back My next album, the whole industry on a ice pack With TOC, you see the flames In my E-Y-E's—it's not a game And the whole world is goin' mad, daddy, it's sad, daddy My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy Lee Baca on trial tryna portray a boxer Beatin' up on my niggas while the CO's watch him Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look You jumped sides on me, now you 'bout to meet Westbrook Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you Just know, the next game played I might slap the shit out you Technical foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul They throwin' me out, you throw in the towel Look at the crowd, they— (Naw, I don't like that) Look at my smile, I'm smirkin' Calm but urgent (That ain't the style, fuck!) So many verses, you live in denial (Fuck!) So many verses, I never run out (What?) You makin' him nervous, the music is loud Ho, JAY-Z Hall of Fame, sit yo punk-ass down! (Sit yo punk-ass down) So that means you ain't bigger than rapping (What else?) So that means no more playin' the back scenes (What else?) My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?) My name is identified as "That King" I'll let y'all worry about a list, I'm on some other shit A difference between accomplishments and astonishments You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get y'all shit together [Outro] Let's get it! Look, look! On foenem

[Produced by Boi-1da and Vinylz] [Chorus: Drake] I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that could cover for me Yeah, got some game from my dad He said she might say she love me She don't love me like she say she love me Believe me, believe me I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'm the one they come to see because they all Believe me [Verse 1: Drake] Yeah, rip, rip rip It's been me and Young Tune off the rip That's the man that put me in this shit If a nigga fuck with him, I'll put him down quick Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip God damn, do y'all really know who y'all fuckin' with? Yeah, I mean you can't blame me for wonderin' Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss Yeah, Stunna and Mack know When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back And I was snappin' off on every single track though Collect call from the boss like where we at though I was like, "Hah, it's our time, nigga" He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my nigga And I'll been rockin' with the team 'til Carter IX And we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us, nigga Yeah [Chorus: Drake] I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that could cover for me Yeah, got some game from my dad He said she might say she love me She don't love me like she say she love me Believe me, believe me I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'm the one they come to see because they all Believe me [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Lord knows I'll murk one of these niggas, yeah His and hers Ferraris, nigga One for me, one for my daughter, nigga Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga I tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, nigga Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga Out of duct tape so when he prayin' I ignore the nigga All I gotta say is "sayonara, nigga" Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyin' for a nigga Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone and Noreaga We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later Diamonds in my Rollie face cannot be exfoliated They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin' Ain't 'bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away with Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant I must be doin' somethin' [Chorus: Drake] I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that could cover for me Yeah, got some game from my dad He said she might say she love me She don't love me like she say she love me Believe me, believe me I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'm the one they come to see because they all Believe me [Verse 3: Drake] Had to get it poppin' off the rip Rich young nigga that ain't never had to trick Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip I had to get it poppin' off the rip I'm the one they tell yah been reppin' in the 6 Come into the city and yah niggas get to trippin' We'll take yah to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff Well damn, just be happy for the man Nirvana, Coldplay, nigga got bands Ink from the money, got it all over my hands Goin' out to Houston, spendin' all of my advance V Live just took me for a cheque "Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt" Yes, right now you are lookin' at the best Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Mothafuck the rest When they jumped off the porch, I was stumblin' up the steps I'd give what I collect before I give up my connect It'd be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat One finger, slidin' 'cross my neck Niggas know what that mean like they deaf Nigga I'll fire this nina like it's her first day On the job and the bitch overslept Tune stay humble, nigga I'm a king Need a horn and a drumroll They throw mothafuckin' roses at my feet, nigga I don't step on one rose I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that can cover for me Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach She look like she got a bun in the oven from me Preheat, believe me All you gotta do is pay me every week I had these bitches havin' babies every week I'm the nigga, see me skatin' in the streets Gone [Outro: Drake] Rip rip, nigga

[Intro: Sean Paul] Call it love and devotion Call it a mom's adoration, foundation A special bond of creation, hah For all the single moms out there Going through frustration Clean Bandit, Sean-da-Paul, Anne-Marie Sing, make them hear [Verse 1: Anne-Marie & Sean Paul] She works at nights, by the water She's gone astray, so far away From her father's daughter She just wants a life for her baby All on her own, no one will come She's got to save him (Daily struggle) [Pre-Chorus 1: Anne-Marie & Sean Paul] She tells him, "Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love." "I'm gonna give you all of my love." "Nobody matters like you." (Stay up there, stay up there!) She tells him, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life." (Straight!) "You're gonna grow and have a good life." "I'm gonna do what I've got to do." (Stay up there, stay up there!) [Chorus: Anne-Marie] So, rockabye, baby, rockabye I'm gonna rock you Rockabye, baby, don't you cry Somebody's got you Rockabye, baby, rockabye I'm gonna rock you Rockabye, baby, don't you cry Ah, rockabye, no [Post-Chorus 1: Sean Paul & Anne-Marie] Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye (Rockabye, yeah, yeah) Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye [Verse 2: Sean Paul & Anne-Marie, Both] Single mum, how're you doing out there? Facing the hard life, without no fear (Yeah!) Just so you know that you really care 'Cause any obstacle come, you're well prepared (Oh, no!) And no, mama, you never shed tear 'Cause you have to shed things year after year (Na, na, na, na) And you give the yout love beyond compare (Yeah!) You find his school fee and the bus fare (Yeah!) Mh, all when di pops disappear Inna rum bar, can't find him nowhere Steadily your workflow, heavily you know So your non-stop, no time, no time for ya dear [Bridge: Anne-Marie] Now she got a six-year-old Trying to keep him warm Trying to keep out the cold When he looks in her eyes He don't know he is safe [Pre-Chorus 2: Anne-Marie] When she says, "Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love." "I'm gonna give you all of my love." "Nobody matters like you." [Chorus: Anne-Marie & Sean Paul] So, rockabye, baby, rockabye I'm gonna rock you Rockabye, baby, don't you cry Somebody's got you Rockabye, baby, rockabye I'm gonna rock you Rockabye, baby, don't you cry (Badda-bang-bang-bang, alright then) Ah, rockabye, no [Post-Chorus 2: Sean Paul & Anne-Marie] Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye (Rockabye, yeah, yeah) Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye Rockabye, don't bother cry Lift up your head, lift it up to the sky, yo Rockabye, don't bother cry Angels surround you, just dry your eye [Bridge: Anne-Marie] Now she got a six-year-old Trying to keep him warm Trying to keep out the cold When he looks in her eyes He don't know he is safe when she says [Pre-Chorus 1: Anne-Marie & Sean Paul] She tells him, "Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love." "I'm gonna give you all of my love." "Nobody matters like you." (Stay up there, stay up there!) She tells him, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life." (Straight!) "You're gonna grow and have a good life." "I'm gonna do what I got to do.", yeah [Chorus: Anne-Marie & Sean Paul] So, rockabye, baby, rockabye (Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye) I'm gonna rock you Rockabye, baby, don't you cry (Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye) Somebody's got you Rockabye, baby, rockabye (Rockabye-rocka-rocka-rocka-bye) I'm gonna rock you Rockabye, baby, don't you cry (Badda-bang-bang-bang, alright then) Ah, rockabye [Post-Chorus 3: Sean Paul & Anne-Marie] Rockabye, don't bother cry Lift up your head, lift it up to the sky (Ah, Rockabye!) Rockabye, don't bother cry (Yeah!) Angels surround you, just dry your eye (Yeah, ah, rockabye!) Rockabye, don't bother cry (No!) Lift up your head, lift it up to the sky (Oh, Rockabye!) Rockabye, don't bother cry Angels surround you, just dry your eye