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This bass got me tryna fly away
On the road to success I'm just tryna ride the wave;
I finna kill the game
Top charts and make a milli every other

to the top
The charts were there, always waiting for me
I love your hair so long and soft that it be
Talk to me now, pillow talk with you and me
Tell me your

bitches cry)
(Not tryna break your heart, yo, I'm tryna break the charts)
(Could you hold me down? Could you fix my heart?)
(Pull out the knives from

To whom it may concern
Bron
Certified hitmaker
Thanks to all my haters
Y'all put me on the charts
Thanks to y'all I had a head start
Outdid y'all

we’ll be friends
Oh but I hear all hearts will mend
When given time

But how will I chart my course now darlin?
I only ever knew the way by heart
Said how

What's the word around here I gotta know
How you speaking on the gang we the one who run the charts
Diamonds hit like Johnny Dang in the dark
All

single song is on the charts today
Like Taylor got it made want my talent to play
Like Diddy with the sound hear it from me today
Like Kanye with the verse

Zweihundert Km/h, im Cabrio und ich fahr‘
Was ist nur passiert aufeinmal kenn‘ sie mein Namen
Ey ich komm bald in die Charts
B*tches komm’n nicht

We still here
Always dominating every year
The music charts
Were made for me
Always gonna keep on rocking for me
So I need that line
I need my time
I

Take a look take a look
On the charts is me
Blowing up blowing up
Every record you see
Number one number one
Every way that I'm up
Playboy with

This thing on? Yeah, aye
Up in here
Taking shots, sippin' Everclear
Up in here
Top the charts, been there for a year, aye
Up in here
Taking shots,

a real one
I felt like making a song, I made one
To be at the top of the charts, I’m number one
I felt like writing another, an album
All this came about,

hearts, if my name on the charts
They all say that's a spectacle woah
And I know your bitch is flexible
Legs around me like Misses Incredible
I may die for

What the heck is N F T
Would someone please explain to me
What the heck is that digital art
And why is it always on the chart
Yeh I just heard about

We are the seeds of the sacred rhythm
The universe drumming in our hearts
Forget the maps and the charts just listen
To the sacred rhythm
And you'll

Not for charts

I dont got no hits
I dont got no hits for the charts,
I just got the shit
I just got the shit that hits hearts

Crossing every road,

Wait till we hit the charts
Wait till we hit the charts

Wait till we hit the charts 
Pulling up on any block 
Making that trunk pop
For the bands

Keep 'em happy not reading
All the bullshit that we're feeding

Yes, you are
A star!
On a chart
In a machine heart

Lie after lie
Time after time
Make it

and fangs
Lyrical the top dog with a judo stance
It's the funk in ya ear we be kicking
Spitting lyrics like fire we be hitting
Number one spots on the charts

See my life no heart
Spent some days round stars 
Too many days in the dark 
Like I need some days in the charts
With me n my dargs
That came from

They ask was it real was it just for art?
I tell em you'll see when it hit the charts
Tryna maintain I've been praying hard
Ain't been the same since

schnell back
Gib ein F*** auf diese Charts, Bruder das ist für mich Dreck ja
Feuerwerk um nichts, ja genauso wie Silvester
Rap mal deinen Text, guck in

Intro:
O Jah-ch
I Heard them Talk, Ginen
Inna Me Yard
I Heard them Chart
cbout Your Mystical Forces
Yahweh, Yahwey
O Jah-ch
I Heard them Chart
Inna

shoot
Come on and shoot
The heat is on, we're at the charts
Come on and shoot shoot shoot
Come on and shoot
Why don't you shoot now with your love gun