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Price On My Head

The Weeknd

Bad Habits

2019

the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a

Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,

Telling you niggas they ain't finna stop me I'm in that mode
I got a stick on me ride with my big homie
No it ain't shit put a tag on your toe
Lame

(hoes)
Self-made nigga, run it up, slangin' bows (bows)
I'm wit' the mob, all my niggas on go mode (go mode)
Fifty somethin' shots in my chop, I'ma

looking through these peep holes
I peeped hoe cuz you peeped slow like the kids home by they self
Reparations come get what we owed
On the phone like

Get my gwop up when I pop up
That's my mode today
Get my gwop up when I top up
That's my mode today
Y'all don't know today
That's my code today
On my

to tweet, I make shit to live by
Talib Kweli through my speakers, tryna get by
Sometimes it's hard to tell the truth the way my wrist lie
I'm injury reserve

on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas

I'm hopping into flight mode
I don't know what I might do
I wonder where the night goes
I can see the light through
I'm hopping into flight mode
I

Yeah, Yeah
Yeah
I’ve been tryna get the bag
Smoking on the weed
And my eyes are relaxed
Phone on flight mode
And I’m driven by the gas (By the smoke)

Fresh, clean
Fresh, clean
And I'm on that scene and it's obscene
I'm going beast mode, break the fuckin routine
You see that hunger in my eyes, can't

I stay with the sticks
Put 3.5 in my blunt by myself I'm facing this 
She a freak on the low but act like she take the Dick 
Baby too bad you ain't

métropole
J'pars à l'assaut des consciences et ma
Cavale elle est trop folle
Bédophile, Un fardeau que
J'ai porté longtemps
Je m'accroche à la ficelle du

We reporting live from the avenue
We reporting live from the avenue
Live from the avenue
Reporting live from the avenue
In beast mode but i'll show

and I'm feed up of this
Niggars are tryna paid
And bitches are tryna get laid
Tryna get laid
And by the way your mama
Be praying and crying in vain
Crying

LADY G - AFTER WORK PARTY (Feat. DJ Poncho Blunt)

Written by: Janice Fyffe and Vincent Wright
Produced by: Brian Kotler & Bobby Pottinger

Well

LADY G - AFTER WORK PARTY (Feat. DJ Poncho Blunt)

Written by: Janice Fyffe and Vincent Wright
Produced by: Brian Kotler & Bobby Pottinger

Well

Got a couple grand in my pocket in a white tee
We ga make them M's inna minute, recite me

Beast mode ni**a. Ain't no G code on the island
But I live by

When I go, the truth extinct

I'm on night mode, black out
Cut the lights
I'm on might mode, black out
Cut the lights out
I'm on night mode, black out,

Beats by Esko

We maken koud, koud, elke keer als we hier binnenkomen
Gooi die watcha's in de lucht als we hier binnenkomen
Je bitch blijft maar

Yeah
Yeah
Narananana
Fuck your yellow lights
I want some real shit to start by
Fuck los stereotypes
I want some real shit to
I'm a sick mode
I'm

I just hit ah mode pass go I can't just stop now
Used to be the strong silent type I talk a lot now
I'm the golden boy it's a problem niggas pop out

Mhmmm
Yeaaaah
Mhmmm
Life has dropped me off in the wild
I've been forced to adapt
Being hunted by trauma
And attacked by lust
How can I move on
I'm

to reload
I hit the blunt 3 times & got in my mode
I'm playing with bitches and bands not my nose
I keep getting bitches I love fucking hoes
I might just go

Pop a nigga in his shit keep on talking 
Say they walk the walk 
But I don't ever see these niggas walking 
Now a nigga straight beast mode
Straight