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Andy Ashley

Andy Ashley is a British singer-songwriter known for his soulful and melodic music. He gained recognition for his heartfelt lyrics and smooth vocal style. Andy Ashley's music often combines elements of pop, R&B, and folk genres, creating a unique and captivating sound. His songs often resonate with listeners due to their introspective and relatable themes. more »

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I get paid on the third
What's the word?
F*ck it get in
If you wanna ride
You can be my friend
I ain't got a lot
But I do know this
That I mean every word
Word? F*ck you mean?
I feel so jaded by everything
My soul's ground to dust
From this whole machine
They said
Money in my hand
Is a good thing
Money on my mind
Is a bad thing
I remember when
I ain't even have things
Sleeping at the bottom of the barrel
So exhausted from the day
That at night I ain't have dreams
Now looks at me…
That's all I have
How many things
Can I rhyme with my name
How many times
Can I brag about a chain
Or talk about my gang
Or the rap game
It's all the same
They all clones
I'm so alone
In my fucking brain
And I'm trying to change
Everything
But it keeps pushing back
And I know where we're going
Ain't no looking back
So I'ma say it right now
I'ma change the whole world
From Yellowstone and Cadillac
So…
Gotta pushing till the travel stops
We finally got a show
And they better watch or I'ma hit the hole
Like 08' Daunte (Culpepper)
Took the bait
It was right there in tackle box
So don't judge me
Till that gavel knocks (All Rise)
And just know
We did it on our own
All alone
In our home
And still found a way
To be ourselves
And not be another
Fake-ass Travis Scott
So, when shit hits the fan
And fans
I don't have a lot
And with every new day
My passions' feel more like a fragile box
So I'ma stomp that bitch out
With my manic thoughts
Thoughts on my mind
Nevermind time
It's man-made
I remember feeling
Everything was right out in S.A.
Finally found peace with my Esés
Memories getting more distant
But the only thing fading
Is my decades
Lost my fucking mind
But the rent paid
Lost my fucking soul
But the check paid
Heart turned cold
But the wrist ain't
Y'all just need
To know one thing
Y'all ain't shit…
F*ck you
Goddamn
F*ck you niggas

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