YBN Cordae – Lost & Found + lyrics

MP3 DOWNLOAD YBN Cordae – Lost & Found

“Lost & Found” is another track by YBN Cordae off his new album.

Lost & Found” serves as a perfect outro to YBN Cordae’s debut album, The Lost Boy.The track uses an uplifting tone as Cordae emphasizes the line: “Yeah, I was a lost boy, but now I’m found

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Lost & Found lyrics

[Intro]
Switch up my lifestyle
Yup, yup, uh, huh


[Verse]
Yeah, I was a lost boy, now I’m found
Niggas switched up, they can’t come around
See these rap niggas biting my sound
Shout out my bitch for holdin’ it down
I had to switch up my lifestyle
If she bad, I’ma go and fuck her lights out
Mama always told me I was a bright child
Naked pictures saved on my iCloud
My goodness, my God, my gracious
Got a bad little bitch, my favorite
And I eat the pussy like it’s caviar
Nigga, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that playlist
Most necessary, cold February
Flow never buried, shit is everlastin’
Opportunity is never passin’
Was just in school skippin’ hella classes
New whip, hit the pedal thrashin’
Grew up where I heard the metal blastin’
I know that greed is the devil’s passion
He wears Prada and stiletto fashion
Gucci has become the ghetto fashion
I am just another rebel rappin’
But that studio time led to Louis Vuitton
That I just bought for my mom
Celebration, mix Ciroc and a lime
Rest in peace X, the Pac of his time
Was manifested, can’t stop the divine
The nigga speakin’ like Barack in his prime
But I’m Bill Clinton with these ill writtens, make the real listen
Seen Monica Lewinsky in the Hills drippin’
Hours later, call me Mike Jones ’cause I’m still tippin’
Call up Scotty with the shotty, ’cause I feel Pippen
I’m a real fresh prince, Uncle Phil, listen
And tell Will Smith how I kill shit
And to please adopt a young nigga
Man, I’m tryna get real rich
Nah I’m playin’, shout out to Jaden
So iconic how I go Super Saiyan
New bitch foreign, straight from the Himalayans
On top soon, Lord knows I been prayin’
‘Cause I’m on my grind, watch how I kickflip
Money notorious, I’m buyin’ big shit
God is so glorious, bless me with riches
I was just broke, now I’m a rich kid
Gas what I smoke, that shit is vicious
Give me that throat, say it’s delicious
Rappers is jokes, I’m a musician
Rappers is jokes, I’m a musician, huh
None of these niggas want smoke with me
So hopefully my flow will breed
Some rappers with actual potency
Spit hot lava, erode the beat, my God

[Outro]
What you think of that, Bren?

YBN Cordae – Broke As Fuck + lyrics

MP3 DOWNLOAD YBN Cordae – Broke As Fuck

YBN Cordae comes through with this new song titled “Broke As Fuck”.

On “Broke As Fuck,YBN Cordae details painful emotions brought upon by his grandmother’s passing and the murder of his cousin but also uses the track to hype himself up moving forward.

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Broke As Fuck lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Chorus]
I was broke as fuck‚ down up on my ass‚ had the lowest luck
Used to ride the bike up to the store‚ I need a Rover truck
A Bentley coupe, yeah, I’m wearin’ Prada‚ I like Fendi too
Grandma passed, had a heart attack, only 62
My cousin shot‚ got me paranoid, who to trust or not
Gave my brother 25 years, that really sucked a lot
Post-traumatic stress is building up, you niggas so dramatic
Fuck these other niggas, I’m the illest, I’m the coldest at it (Yeah, uh)


[Verse 1]
Let me take you niggas back to a much simpler time
Picture yourself inside a vehicle, a ship in my mind
You’ll see some childhood memories mixed with the cells of a don
You’ll see the doctor smack my ass when I first fell out my mom
A Magic School Bus adventure trip inside my cerebral
Back when I told niggas I’ll make it, swear they didn’t believe him
Flashback to Brasstracks and we was playin’ “No Problems”
We was crankin’ all the classics from the spring to the autumn
And I said motherfuck, need a bad bitch with a tummy tuck
How I make a million from a dollar? It was dummy luck
Need a new Lam’, no sedan, fuck a Hummer truck
I’m aiming for the top, I’m steady climbing, fuck a runner-up

[Chorus]
I was broke as fuck, down up on my ass, had the lowest luck
Used to ride the bike up to the store, I need a Rover truck
A Bentley coupe, yeah, I’m wearin’ Prada, I like Fendi too
Grandma passed, had a heart attack, only 62
My cousin shot, got me paranoid, who to trust or not
Gave my brother 25 years, that really sucked a lot
Post-traumatic stress is building up, you niggas so dramatic
Fuck these other niggas, I’m the illest, I’m the coldest at it, ayy

[Interlude]
Uh-huh
(Hey)
Yeah
Woo
Uh, yeah, uh

[Verse 2]
Mom and dad never had a damn thing, damn shame
Now I’m poppin’ champagne on a private jet, fuck an airplane
Order Bossa Nova, eating plantains
Presidential Rollie, fuck a campaign
Impeach, nigga, ten deep, nigga
Remember days we was wearin’ J’s
And a gold chain, only had three figures
So fortunate, proportionate
Lost Boy, nigga, no coordinates
Remember Christmas? We was giftless
Three foot tree, no ornaments
Pull my dick out, hoes swarmin’ it
Flow cold, nigga, no warmin’ it
Mama couldn’t afford AAU
So we couldn’t hoop, nigga, no tournaments
I remember days sippin’ lemonade
Ice cream truck gettin’ plenty paid
Candy lady had Jolly Ranchers
I don’t really have a lot of answers
I’m just searching for the same shit
Same niggas that I came with
Premonitions over reminiscing
Lam’ truck how I lane switch (Ah)

H.E.R ft. YBN Cordae – Racks + lyrics

H.E.R ft. YBN Cordae – Racks MP3 DOWNLOAD

Hot off their performance at the BET Awards, H.E.R. and YBN Cordae deliver their powerful new collaboration “Racks.”

The stirring tune was previously announced by the Grammy winning singer earlier in June, and serves as H.E.R.‘s first single release of 2019. 

Download, listen and be sure to drop your comments about this inspiring song in the comment section below. Enjoy!

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Racks lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, ah

[Verse 1: H.E.R.]
Money, help me get by, it don’t matter if I-
Caught myself expensive things, buy myself a diamond ring
Married to the mula, still ain’t got no lover
Lookin’ all I see is green, wonder can you buy me these?

[Pre-Chorus: H.E.R. & YBN Cordae]
It’s hard to trust the things that we lust
No fallin’ in love, we so out of touch
When no one’s around, who’s holdin’ you down?
It seems like the only thing you know is

[Chorus: H.E.R. & YBN Cordae]
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: H.E.R.]
They don’t understand, they don’t know how to get the stacks up
If I drop a hundred bands, I’ma get it right back up
And if I fall it don’t matter, I’ma ball get the bag, yeah
Spend it all when I’m sad, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: H.E.R. & YBN Cordae]
It’s hard to trust the things that we lust
No fallin’ in love, we so out of touch (Touch)
When no one’s around, who’s holdin’ you down?
It seems like the only thing you know is

[Chorus: H.E.R. & YBN Cordae]
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: YBN Cordae]
Uh, uh
Now you know a young nigga got them racks up on me
I can introduce you to my rapper homies
But I ain’t gon’ take you to the matrimony
Probably gon’ leave you down, sad and lonely
My infatuation with these bags I’m facin’
Got a couple dollars so congratulations
Tryna find love, so I’m navigatin’
Shower you with gifts, oversaturation
But I can’t seem to find love without the ratchet shit
This gold dream of mine, why am I attached to this?
But happiness is when you glad in bliss
And the cash and shit is a catalyst
To cover up the pain, that’s hazardous
The trouble, lust, and fame is attackin’ quick
Oh my God

[Chorus: H.E.R. & YBN Cordae]
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All of your racks)
They don’t relax your pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah