Can’t Be Friends — by Trey Songz

This came out when I was 15 years old and a sophomore in high school. During this time my first love recently broke up with me and wanted to be friends. I was upset about the break-up and did not want to pursue any friendship with her. Everyone around me did not understand why I did not want to be friends with her but Trey Songz did. This song let me know that I had reason to feel the way I did. Thanks Trey lol. “Look what this girl done did to me
She done cut me off from a good good love
She told me that those days where gone (gone, gone)

Now I’m sitting here goin’ half crazy
’Cause I know she still thinks about me too
And it ain’t no way in hell
That I can be just friends with you (you, you)

And I wish we never did it
And I wish we never loved it
And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you
And now it ain’t no way we can be friends”

Over My Dead Body- Drake

Over My Dead Body was a great song because it had a different sound. I never fully grasped everything that he was trying to say in the song but alot of it was just simply drake talking about how he was the best. This song made me admire his confidence and made me want to increase my own.

I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
Fuck it, I was on though
And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club (mm-mm)
Fuck it, I was wrong though

Shout out to all my niggas living tax free
Nowadays it’s six figures when they tax me

Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
Long as the outcome is income
You know I want it all and then some
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some
Shots came, I don’t know where they was sent from
Probably some bad hoes I’m ‘bout to take the hint from

Yeah, you know me well, nigga
I mean you ain’t the only real nigga

They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga
Slave to the pussy but I’m just playing the field, nigga

Are these people really discussing my career again?
Asking if I’ll be going platinum in a year again?

Don’t I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
Don’t Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in?
Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
And I don’t ever be trippin off of what ain’t mine
And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
Yeah…It’s been that way from the beginning
I just been playing, I ain’t even notice I was winning
And this is the only sound you should fear
Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright

Bitch Don’t Kill My Vibe- Kendrick Lamar

This song basically helped myself not to worry about anything. I allowed me to be in my own little world and if anyone tried to mess that up I would just think “Bitch Don’t Kill My Vibe”. Kendrick has proven himself to be one of the greatest artist of our generation. His music has been instrumental to my early college years. His art has substance and I appreciate that.

“Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich
Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist
I can feel the changes
I can feel a new life
I always knew life can be dangerous
I can say that I like a challenge and you to me is painless
You don’t know what pain is
How can I paint this picture
When the color blind is hanging with ya
Fell on my face and I woke with a scar
Another mistake living deep in my heart
Wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick
I can admit that it did look like yours
Why you resent every making of this
Tell me your purpose is petty again
But even a small lighter can burn a bridge
Even a small lighter can burn a bridge

[Hook 1:]
I can feel the changes
I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous
You can see that my city found me then put me on stages
To me that’s amazing
To you that’s a quick check, with all disrespect let me say this

[Hook 2:]
I am a sinner
Who is probably going to sin again
Lord forgive me
Lord forgive me
Things I don’t understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink I got my music I will share it but today I’m yelling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe”

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