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Sink Or Swim
03:14
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(Verse One)
Sink or swim, do or die, fall or fly
Tell me for this life what are you willing to sacrifice
Fames asking price is rather high but I’m rarely denied
Want my words to echo in the ears of people worldwide
So I spit that real for the 9 to 5’er tryna survive in
This life without a road map, no sir I won’t hold back
Or bite my tongue, cuz when my life begun greatness was expected
So far past accomplishments are feeling unimpressive
So I’m pressing rejecting all these false pretenses
Relentless I’m out here grindin’ while these dudes pretending
Preventing the artistry to shine
But I stay convinced the audience is always on my side, foolish pride…
Exaggerate, but hyperbole never hurting me
But certainly shapes how I view the world externally
I’m out to earn my keep, grindin-movin’ with urgency
Aiming to be nobody but the best version of me
Give you a piece of my heart, let you peak in mind
Then you’ll realize these are real lives I speak in my rhymes let it breathe
(Verse Two)
Look in the mirror don’t like it, quarter life crisis
Hard not to live short sighted, when the scales tipped one sided
But can’t you tell the tide changing, seein’ the underdog rising
Fighting fears of inferiority feeling like Leonidas
Tell my demons sayonara, good will will push me farther
Burnin’ bush like Barbra, hard not feel bombarded
But I’m bombin’ on these niggas, it’s all business believe it
Taking shots at the throne ’til the king come unseated
Good intentions went awry, when tension became high
You better pay attention I’m intending on more than getting by
Pursuin’ greatness with patience, yeah I get it takes time
But time aint of the essence every second this on my mind
Pops aint getting younger, I’m losin’ touch with my brother
Seems like the potential once shown has lost it’s luster
Can’t let none of that phase me I’ve gotta stay on my job
So they can see what I saw, when I dreamt of it all
In the face of adversity this how I’m defined
At the edge of insanity toeing the line
Hobby turned to a grind, grind to obsession
That’s pushed away friends and family, I’m failing in all directions
But this is all I know, this is all I am
When life tries to take you under: Sink or Swim
But this is all I know, this is all I am
When life tries to take you under: Sink or Swim...
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(Intro)
When I day play this loud at funeral
We're just outchea tryna get it nigga you should know
21 gun salute let'em niggas know the truth
If they want it then they got it aint sh*t you can do
When I day play this loud at funeral
We're just outchea tryna get it nigga you should know
21 gun salute let'em niggas know the truth
If they want it then they got it aint sh*t you can do
(Hook)
What it do, mobbin' with my crew, mobbin with my crew
What it do, mobbin with my crew ball like Jackie Moon
What it do, mobbin' with my crew, mobbin with my crew
Bitch I’m wired, betta learn ya sum, betta learn ya sum |
(Verse One)
Fck that noise, whatchu talk, boy I been real from the jump
Out da Funk, Texas born, known to get it how it comes
I don't front, I just played the cards dealt & made a way
Now I'm paid; order up 'round - call a spade a spade
Descendants of slaves in Benz’s on blades, I’m bendin’ the corner, I’m grippin’ the grain
Suckas throw shade but I can’t fadeaway: life is too good man I got no complaints!
My chick is imported, my drink is magenta; clear out my agenda for tan lines in winter
Been known I had it, aint much to consider; my only rivals the man in the mirror
Swear I’m at the top right now, top down gettin’ top from a blonde like wow
Mo’ money, mo’ power – no problem I’ll pop the pussy that play possum I’m no Robin; hit it out the park when I’m up to Batman; kid straight Lofton
C-Notes sang happy tunes; Zippity Do Dah – ballin’ Jackie Moon
(Verse Two)
Betta learn ya sum, “Mack” in my blood like I’m Bernie’s son
Birds start flockin’ when the earnings come, but a nigga been fly through turbulence
Dressed to kill homie turn him in; built to lose – I’m born to win
Aint gotta fortune but a nigga fortunate; bet I quit rap before I get bored of it
But I’m at the borderline of being glorified for all the work I put it overtime
They say you can’t choose your fate, well I’ve chosen mine: bet I’m gunnin’ for the top like I’m totin’ nines
Bang-bang, pow-wow; white chicks on my john like right now
Think I’m Marlon & Shawn like right now; aint no nigga fckn w/ my style
Cuz we done came up shawty tell me what da bizness is?!
Tried to keep us out now we mobbin’ all in this bitch
Lou CharLe$ man I’m made for this, Fresh Prince of Funk on some player shit
Chillin’ in the limelight I’m gonna savor it…
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3. |
RiCH KiD$
03:11
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(Verse One)
Back to the basics, Lou ‘bout to bury’em
Crush my opponents like Conan, I’m a barbarian
Ladies love the flow, run it back like Arian
Game dirty but play right; Shakespearean
Livin’ life give a damn what a hater say
Ballin’ bitch Gatorade, C-Notes serenade
Try to keep us out but we barrel through ‘em barricades
Ambition turned lemons into lemonade
Uh steady puttin’ on, lames try to do it but they do it wrong
Made it from the bottom, now my life’s so f**kin’ awesome
Superhero in the Funk like Bruce Wayne in Gotham
Use to play the background, now I never back down
No beef: cash cow, Kings like Sactown
Haters better get big messin’ with these Rich Kids
Rap it and I live it, what you thought this is
(Hook)
Damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz, Rich-Rich Kidz
Damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz, Rich-Rich Kidz
Damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz, Rich-Rich Kidz
Damn I hate’em – Damn-damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz
If you aint got not money take your broke ass home
Broke – broke ass home, Broke – broke ass home
If you aint got not money take your broke ass home
Broke – broke ass home, Broke – broke ass home
(Verse)
Used to hate ’em rich kids, til the kid became one
Now I’m in the spotlight wildin’ w/ my day ones
Had to stay patient on the pace to pesos
Pockets full of faces, leave your girl w/ a face full
Music my saving grace, now I gotta chase the greats
Out that 817 where we eatin’ like we catered plates
Sean Micheals; HBK over 808’s
Dracula flow, we just tryna raise the stakes
Who you bettin’ on?
Aint gon’ jump the gun; til’ the weapons drawn
Don’t feel entitled, but I don’t see no rivals
When I’m out here breaking records like we was w/ clumsy vinyl
Drink like double A, but we in the big leagues
Expectations exceed, always had big dreams
But see the difference ‘tween me & my peers
Is my greatest wealth resides in between my ears
(Hook)
Damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz, Rich-Rich Kidz
Damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz, Rich-Rich Kidz
Damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz, Rich-Rich Kidz
Damn I hate’em – Damn-damn I hate ‘em Rich Kidz
If you aint got not money take your broke ass home
Broke – broke ass home, Broke – broke ass home
If you aint got not money take your broke ass home
Broke – broke ass home, Broke – broke ass home
(Bridge)
Tell me who you are, I’ll tell you who you aint
Young Ri¢h Kid$ out here blowin’ all this cake
Ladies blowin’ kisses cuz they notice that we’re winnin’
Tell ‘em hater get a hobby they can’t stop me from livin’
Tell me who you are, I’ll tell you who you aint
Young Ri¢h Kid$ out here blowin’ all this cake
Ladies blowin’ kisses cuz they notice that we’re winnin’
Tell ‘em hater get a hobby they can’t stop me from livin’
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Big dreams, bright lights
She got them big dreams, she needs them bright lights!
(Hook)
Shop all through the day, party into the night
Instagram str8 flexin', tryna get up those "likes"
Balenciaga brand new, Louie V her vice
Lustin' for attention, livin' for the spotlight
She wanna live that life (X4)
BIG DREAMS, BRIGHT LIGHTS (x2)
YEAH SHE WANNA LIVE THAT LIFE
(Verse One)
Champagne by the bottle
Coke all in her nostrils
Still mess around with her ex-man but her X-man in Chicago
Carpe Diem her motto
Fashion aficionado
Wanna live fast die young; live her life going full throttle
Always tryna act hard
But wanna a nigga that banks; no backboard
Tryna make it from the bottom to the top floor
Maybe snag her an athlete or a rapper
So you can find her up all night, in the cut all night
Backstage, V.I.P; showin' love all night
Trading her soul for a little false hype
In hopes her fifteen seconds arrived
Thirst for life she aint quenchin'
Thirsty dudes in her mentions
Wanna be the one 'em niggas want; man she just love the attention
She just love the attention
Fast life so appealin'
Sees the whole world in front of her and she just wanna go get it..Go!
(Hook)
Shop all through the day, party into the night
Instagram str8 flexin', tryna get up those "likes"
Balenciaga brand new, Louie V her vice
Lustin' for attention, livin' for the spotlight
She wanna live that life (X4)
BIG DREAMS, BRIGHT LIGHTS (x2)
YEAH SHE WANNA LIVE THAT LIFE
(Verse Two)
She watch Vh1, all day
Idolize Draya & Kim K
Hell yeah she might sin some, but she a bad bitch sensei
Tired of living at home | Bout to cop a flat in LA
Gotta couple exes that in the league
Gotta couple exes that sell yay
Bad & she know it
Postin' pics her booty exposin'
Damn them salty hoes just oughta know; they better bow down cuz she own it
Local Celebrity
Booking info on IG
Daddy issues plus all she been through done affected her psyche
Lifestyle destructive
Can't judge her for it
Ambitions gorgeous
Got her eyes on Forbe's list
She just wanna party, smoke weed, get her lean on
Find somebody famous who'll scoop her out that Nissan
(Hook)
Shop all through the day, party into the night
Instagram str8 flexin', tryna get up those "likes"
Balenciaga brand new, Louie V her vice
Lustin' for attention, livin' for the spotlight
She wanna live that life (X4)
BIG DREAMS, BRIGHT LIGHTS (x2)
YEAH SHE WANNA LIVE THAT LIFE
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Fresh Prince
03:29
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(Verse One)
Benihana, Balenciaga: I'm always proper
Feet never propped up, look what hustlin' got us
Made moves off movin' product, now we pocketin' profits
Walkin' it how I talk it, while keepin' my tongue cautious
But it's... gorgeous, how you can't ignore it
Expensive taste my free-time you can't afford it
All Imported, my liquor and women
Pop a molly know they spinnin', as for I'm Juice and Ginin'
Pretendin', most you niggas fakin'
Aint gotta lie to kick it, we don't mix it w/ the basic
Face it, we cooler than your average
Chase fortune: fuck fame, if you want it you can have it
Huh Bo$$in', paid early and often
Keep it down, 'fore you clowns walk a mile in my Jordan's
Foreign, always what I'm sportin'
But still Tom Fordin', dodgin' boredom is important
Boardin', first class tickets
Pay my mistress a quick visit, how I'm livin' sacrilegious
Pensive, yeah them boys pensive
Cuz the know just how I get it, and they notice who the prince is
(Hook)
I aint gotta lot to say, so I let my actions speak
Real nigga pedigree, gettin' money all I need
Who I be? (The Fresh Prince of the Funk)
Who I be? (The Fresh Prince of the Funk)
I aint gotta lot to say, so I let my engine speak
Then I turn my bass up, cruisin' down the street
Who I be? (The Fresh Prince of the Funk)
Who I be? (The Fresh Prince of the Funk)
(Verse Two)
Pop's born into poverty, now I'm in a posh society
Don't ask me what inspires me, aspire to retire king
Til Kingdom come thy will be done, willin' to gross millions
But tell me if I lose my soul, what the hell is really won?
Nothin', y'all can't tell me nothin'
Breakin' down an onion, the Funk came to function
Custom, there aint another like me
Had this plan since ya man's use to rock'em tall white tees
Hu$tle, get up out the gutter
Hate you when you down, when up they gone love you
Humble, keep it level-headed
Ask Tiger, you can lose it twice as fast as you get it
Forget it, y'all should know ya limits
Spit it how I I live it, how I live it is relentless
Driven, grindin' day and night
Gone hafta pay the price, if you want it in yo life
Bright, yeah my future splendid
Gettin' recognition, recognize that we winnin'
Pensive, yeah them boy pensive
Cuz the notice how I get it, and they know just who the prince is
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Every Weekend 1.5
03:00
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1x
03:02
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(Hook)
Round & Round boy, round & round
Karma a bitch it go round & round
Light the dutchie up pass it round & round
Shawty toot that ass, shake it round & round
Round & Round boy, round & round
Hands of time move fast round & round
D-boys cook it up, serve it round & round
I’m the man in my town bitch how that sound
(Verse One)
Fuck all that cheap talk, Lou talk that real shit
Came through with my crew, hustle relentless
Crunch time we gon’ shine, that’s LA fitness
So gifted I flip shit like gymnast, I been sick
Like mono, no habalo ‘less it’s mula
Bring it to ya, reap what you sow, so I’m the future
Drop gems like a jeweler, Don Shula
That means we winnin’, we gettin’ paid - pay attention
Now these niggas wanna see what I’m really on
In a different zone at my crossroads, Bizzy Bone
Killin’ ‘em with kindness, karma right behind us
Nippin’ at my heels, can feel the reaper watchin’
Puttin’ out what I hope to get back
Convinced that, I’m livin’ a double life, where my sense at?
Hell I’ve done enough sinnin’ for two lifetimes
Turnin’ negatives to positives - a new light shines
(Hook)
Round & Round boy, round & round
Karma a bitch it go round & round
Light the dutchie up pass it round & round
Shawty toot that ass, shake it round & round
Round & Round boy, round & round
Hands of time move fast round & round
D-boys cook it up, serve it round & round
I’m the man in my town bitch how that sound
(Verse Two)
Life like a Merry-go, round & round with scenarios
Ridin’ round with my stereo, blastin’ Juicy sum’ heavy doe
B.I.G. ’til my burial, where I’ll end up I never know
Take of control my variables, relax and just let it go
When it come to whorin’ a young nigga Jordan
Side bitch for every side bitch to dodge boredom
Life gonna repay me the day I’m blessed with a daughter
And gotta protect her from niggas just like her father
That’s karma, look what life’s conjured
Livin’ in fear the sins of my youth gon’ leave me cornered
Jack Horner, what a good boy am I
But I expect more than to fall on a double edged sword
Career on the runway longer than Tyson Beckford
Don't beg for it, I press forward focused on life hurdles stay believing if its worth it it'll come full circle
(Hook)
Round & Round boy, round & round
Karma a bitch it go round & round
Light the dutchie up pass it round & round
Shawty toot that ass, shake it round & round
Round & Round boy, round & round
Hands of time move fast round & round
D-boys cook it up, serve it round & round
I’m the man in my town bitch how that sound
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Boomin'
03:18
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(Refrain)
Wake up in the morning pray Lord lemme see another day
Protect me from my enemies and danger headed to my way
Hard work got me to a better place, better still aint good as great
Bangin’ like an 808, on a never ending paper chase
(Hook)
I’m boomin, boomin, boomin, boomin…
Gotta get that bread nigga!
I’m boomin, boomin, boomin, boomin…
Gotta stay ahead nigga!
Grindin’ all of my days, never stoppin’ no way
Aint no better options, so I be clockin’ stack all this cake
Fuck boys gon’ hate, but they could never relate
I was built for more, I’ma get it boy - ain’t never takin’ no break
(Verse One)
Workin’ two jobs tryna stay afloat
They be like don’t forget me, when you make it bro…
What I won’t forget - is how this feeling felt
Knowin I gotta go get my own - can’t turn to no one else
On it day-n-night ‘bout takin’ flight, looked myself in mirror, said I’d change my life
Cuz I can’t rely, on these other guys, wolf in sheep’s clothing under disguise
Sky the limit what they do say, Opera spillin’ D’Usse
Rubbed shoulders w/ grammy winners, tasted that 1% |
Then it’s back to the Funk, back on the run - poundin’ the pavement, my patience is done
So close yet so far, said I’d be farther along - swear it’s harder alone, but its all that I’ve known
So I’m lost in my zone, tryna maneuver at the right pace
Equipped all these hooks and lines, like I was fishin’ with live bait
(Hook)
I’m boomin, boomin, boomin, boomin…
Gotta get that bread nigga!
I’m boomin, boomin, boomin, boomin…
Gotta stay ahead nigga!
Grindin’ all of my days, never stoppin’ no way
Aint no better options, so I be clockin’ stack all this cake
Fuck boys gon’ hate, but they could never relate
I was built for more, I’ma get it boy - ain’t never takin’ no break
(Verse Two)
Put my faith in God, when I’m facing odds - that aint in my favor tryna break resolve
Say all ‘bout sacrifices but I paid that cost - Find myself victim to sabotage
Did it to myself, yeah I did it to myself - Set myself up for failure, aint need nobody’s help
Came to grips with it, made amends with it -Rebooted my life, right now is my genesis
Get right man, get right - gotta maneuver through this life
Got bills to pay, got gripes - feel’em closing in but watch me squeak by
By the hair of my chinny-chin-chin - Pesos, dollars, yin
Got no time to be stagnate, life don’t wait for nobody here
See my goals for tomorrow, make it hard to enjoy today
And my friends worried cuz the laughs few & far between, and the smiles hardly on my face
So Doc up the dosage, I’m docee-doeing w/ my demons
Now my conscience got me questioning everything I once believed in
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Lou CharLe$ Fort Worth, Texas
Lou CharLe$ is a rapper based in Fort Worth, Texas. His album, In Transit 2 is now available worldwide.
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