AprilThe only face in the crowd that I knowDear AprilAre

the D.A.N.C.E1, 2, 3, 4, fightStick to the B.E.A.TGet

It's a love S.O.S.It's a love S.O.S.There's a love, love, love

By the laws of attractionAnd the rules of the game (Figure

you're running in a best of threeAnd you gunning on

am leaving while you turn awayIn the basement is

the fuck is that?Ayy, everybody has their own drinkTold the

The beating of a million drumsThe fire of a million gunsThe

Ears to the ground by the whim of the merciless skyOnto

the D-A-N-C-EOne, two, three, four, fight!Stick to the B-E-A-TGet ready

we are your friendsYou'll never be alone againWell, come on,

Because we are your friendsYou'll never be alone againWell, come on,

Travis Scott & Swae can crawl in my bed

Aleem new world light I was raised in the

wears his Sunday bestMother's tired, she needs a restThe kids

Man up, hold tightDriving darkHead up, foot downSpeed of soundTime's up,

assHer curvesHer assBEAT IT!!Her curvesHer assHer curvesHer she wants

Bad lil hoe gone fuck someCan't get the stick he gone

Thought that shit was push door but it was pull doorFucked

I have isMy legacyI been losingMy memoryPlay smile, live