Wouldn't put my hands down Even if I could Always take one at a time Everything is good, everything is good I went to school to learn nothing I bought a car to get sued I smoked this up to keep coughin' So everything is good, everything is good Walking in the night time I'm sleeping in my shoes But I'm lucky, lucky I don't have to be with you I ran to the Olympics I showed the finish line I came last So everything is fine, everything is fine Mercy's in the ditchers The best friends ain't polite Burn the opitimistics So everything's alright Everything's alright, everything's alright Walking in the night time I'm sleeping in my shoes But I'm lucky, lucky I don't have to be with you I'm walking in the night time I'm sleeping in my shoes But I'm lucky, lucky, lucky I don't have to be with you I would like to go to prison All your freedom is my hell As long as I can keep my visions Everything is well, everything is well I would like to go to prison All your freedom is my hell As long as I can keep my visions Everything is well, everything is well Everything Walking in the night time I'm sleeping in my shoes But I'm lucky, lucky I don't have to be with you I'm walking in the night time I'm sleeping in my shoes But I'm lucky, lucky, lucky I don't have to be with you

(Kid A, Kid A) (Kid A, Kid A) Everything Everything Everything Everything In its right place In its right place In its right place In its right place Yesterday, I woke up sucking a lemon Yesterday, I woke up sucking a lemon Yesterday, I woke up sucking a lemon Yesterday, I woke up sucking a lemon Everything Everything Everything In its right place In its right place In its right place Right place There are two colours in my head There are two colours in my head What, what is that you tried to say? What, what was that you tried to say? Tried to say Tried to say Tried to say Tried to say Everything Everything Everything Everything

Searching around Searching and flee (Search to flee?) To the light nothing can hide No one is safe from their fate Death For you kiss Sin, a lie Embracing unkind Nothing is safe from their fate Death Before you walk Sensuously light to the light Open your eyes And no one is safe from their fate Death in its arms Death in its arms Death in its arms Death in its arms Death in your arms Death Before your kiss A sin, a lie Embracing unkind Nothing is safe from their fate Death in its arms Death in its arms Death in its arms Death in your arms Death in your arms Death in its arms

ISO, ISO, ISO Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah She get so high, she get stoned She get lit, then she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' Ayy, ayy Dealin' with this fame (Fame) Dealin' for this love before my name got so big Shootin' in the paint (Swish) Baby girl be sippin' on the drank (Drank, drank) She get high, she get stoney She never leave from my side She never leave a nigga lonely I know shawty that gon' ride I knew she my ride or die Point your hands to the sky 'Cause, baby girl, that's where we goin' She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' I could take away from the pain (Take away) Get you cars and houses up in yo' name (In yo' name) Keep that shit a hunnid, all I'm sayin' (All I'm sayin') You be geekin' out this world, don't you babe? (Don't you babe?) She be turnt out, ex-nigga burnt out With the Lambo, go on 'head and burn out Boy, that's my bitch, what is your concern 'bout? She look straight, man I got lil baby turned out Super Prada, the way that you turned out Diamond in the rough that I picked out (Gang, gang) She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin'

I've seen now, well, I've seen failure a few times, more recently than before actually Y'know, it's quite interesting how much more complicated things get when you become Quote on quote, "rich and famous" I said, I said quote on quote because, y'know, one man's rich can be stuff from poverty And it's hard to explain that when you're so narrow minded, seeing the world with two eyes shut And I realize that now some people can't feel what they haven't seen So there's no point in me trying to explain my troubles, huh It's not that I don't think that anyone cares about- I think, like, it's up to me to fix or deal with them, y'know? I kinda look at everything, like, well, no matter what, I mean, it could be worse Y'know, like, okay, say, say, like, I lost a finger, okay, well, I still have nine Or, or even like, when someone broke into my house I felt like, well One certainly needed more than I did, these things are replacable, y'know? It kinda just helps with stress levels to think that way, y'know? Kinda like, uh, it could be worse, oh, well Easier said than done, I'm sure, huh But failure? Oh man, failure, that took time to understand, y'know? Like, failure doesn't mean defeat, more so, like, try again, shit, try even harder Revise your steps and rewrite your future Failure to me isn't, like always a negative thing More so, more so like just a way to relook at things, and you never know how close you are to success

Lil Boat! Baby girl this ain't a dream I keep like 6 in my jeans Everything ain't what it seems But I'm really rich, what you mean? Oh baby come blow a young fellow like chello I wanna stuff you then lick you and stick you Just like a lil rello I'm too complex, shoulda, called me Marc Ecko Hunnits all over the floor like rose petals Chains on my neck like I won a gold medal I'll pop her shit just like kettle Fuckin' with me, you'll get lost in the sauce like... oh oh I got 22 diamonds, they're brighter I stay with my shooter and he'll put that heat to your head like hairdryer Nigga never been a liar No, no Free all my real niggas locked up Bitches come 'round when the stock's up I give a fuck if you're not us I give a fuck if you're not us I thought you knew I ain't give a fuck Ice on my neck cost a Tonka truck Please do not call up my phone if it's not 'bout bucks I ain't ever been a runner up no Cry me a river, bitch get out Nut on her face, that's my kids' house I'm from the South like a slave's house We just count money and fuck on these hoes We just count money and fuck on these hoes Yeah, yeah If you ain't gettin' money, you broke, bitch I ain't never fuck with no broke bitch Fangs on my teeth like a fork, pitch I mean pitchfork, damn I'm gettin' brain like a dork Young nigga hopped off the porch My bitch do white like Scott Storch Ain't no nigga gonna extort me Beam at his head like Hindu Beat up that pussy like Ryu Pussy so bald just like Caillou He'll pay a band to get by you Young nigga, I do not tie shoes I really don't give a fuck I'll drop that nut on her butt Young nigga nasty as fuck Chrome to his head like Daft Punk Don't make me open my trunk Bro got the gas like a skunk He been servin' from the jump, oh

Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo') Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (dig?) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (woo!) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (yeah) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (flex) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah Bet you won't get no murders out me (homicide, homicide) Go tell the cops (homicide), I bet you won't get no murders out me (woah) Flex up, racks up (homicide) Flex up (what?), racks up (dig?) Flex up (flex up), racks up (racks up) Flex up (flex up), racks up (dig?) Sticks up, sticks up (what?) Sticks up, sticks up (dig?) Pick up the K, yeah (what?) I pick up the Drac', yeah (slatt) Spray at your bitch (bitch, slatt) She gave me face, yeah (Carti) I sprayed at the opp, yeah (talk 'bout) He got shot in his face (yeah) I'm on codeine (yeah) I'm fallin' in love with codeine I really be sippin' the lean (yeah) I'm never sippin' the green (yeah) I'm doin' them drugs, mean (slatt) I'm doin' them drugs, mean (pow) That white ho love me (yeah) That white bitch love me, hol' on Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (dig?) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (dig?) Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height His bitch posted us on her story, now he tight My bitch, she know better, she do that and she might die I was buyin' Birkins at 18 (yeah, yeah) That's why she don't mind the B's, fuck you mean? (Woo) My Spur fatal (woo), rock 'em, cradle (grrt) I don't hang with brokes (grrt), I don't take advice (boom) Niggas snitchin', meet in person, feds tapped bro device (bih) Spent a quarter like a hoarder, ball like Jerry Rice (slatt) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah Bet you won't get no murders out me Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me Bet you won't get no murders out me (woo, yeah) Go tell the cops (yeah), I bet you won't get no murders out me (go) Flip flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, woah, woah, woah Big as a Bronco, big-ass chopper, rings lightin' up, woah, woah, woah Hella boppers suck me proper, like to gobble, woah, woah, woah Richard Mille aquia, I'm flippin' that tilapia Turn the temperature way up, they can't get in the way of us Private invitational, but everyone is safe to come Gotta make my haters mad, give 'em somethin' to talk about Take a bitch from south of France, push her back to Waffle House Murder on the case, I had to spazz, fuck her doggystyle I don't know how to be a normal nigga, one thing I forgot I got blood then on the floor, but now I ball like basketball (burr) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo') Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (tell the cops) (I bet you) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (I bet you) Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah Bet you won't get no murders out me (Big bands) Woah, woah woah