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it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely don't be obscured
By some things that depreciated like what like a home to open
emotional roller coaster called life
And we have our ups and downs
Just keep in mind
When you hit rock bottom
There ain't no where to go but up baby
of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time
She disappeared that December
It's been four years since it mattered
Three states behind by the wayside
Out of their minds ever after
Made up my
die in my sleep through the ashes I rise,
And I storm through the city catch it by surprise,
A legend could live but I'm not what they're like,
God
Love New Edition and the Candy Girl
Remind me of you
Because you rock my world
You come from Georgia
Where the peaches grow
They drink lemonade
veins
Slammin' screen doors and pickin' helps to ease my pain
From the choir to the back pew to the honky tonks
Playin' no shows like George Jones
the night, can't shake it from my sight
You knew me every time, you knew me every time
On the way, I fell for every mountain range
Every endless sky, every
Immaculate conception
If my words are weapon then
I hope my phrases sharpen well
Laceration through tendon Miss
Jones your operation
On your child ain't really
(I have a dream
That my four little children will one day
Live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color
Of their skin but by
like my Netflix loaded
(Get em')
Telling your boss brick city boys is fire
Never mind
Half of y'all be talking through the wire
Media slandered me
So
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
a chick so fine, make a blind man see her
She runnin' through my mind, that's a fine idea
And I ain't Blake Griffin, I don't drive no Kia
If it ain't 10
don't know if you'd believe me
If I said I'm terrified
That all of this is just inside my mind
Cause we go our own ways
We travel by airplanes
And swear
rock my world
You come from Georgia where the peaches grow
They drink lemonade and speak real slow
You love hip-hop and rock 'n' roll
Dad took off when
Stoplights turn into skylines
And my mind turns to you
Two hundred miles behind, off to this roadside dive
Wondering how this cup of coffee's
a mouth
Columbus, Georgia, said they'd lock me up
If I got on the stage in my show and said "fuck"
So I thought for a minute and said "no,
I wasn't
in an alley
Now I mind my business cause I'm rhymin down in Cali
I ain't playin' when sayin' kings of the ghetto
Feel they losing ground
Vato's
If You Believe
Superheroes Didn't Exist
Then You Never Knew
Georgia Mae Jones
My Grandmother
She Could Have
Saved The World
With Her Poundcake
It
See my knife'll tell the fakers, kept me spinnin' like breakers
And every day I play awake a nigga learnin' by haters
See I take a ho, and shake a ho,
need to hear right now man
Something you probably ain't said in a while
Broadcasting live from Atlanta Georgia tonight people
Got my man hailing all
Georgia going 95
We're in Statesboro now, giant Jenga is the move
I'm drunk on the sideline, I hope this game ends soon
I'm pretty high, but my blood
neighbors don’t mind all the noise, I make you screech
I make you cum, that's back to back and now you gots replace the sheets
I eat it out your hand is on my
putting my crib on the top floor
Bitch I'm dressed like Tom Ford
I bet I'll make a lot more
Man I always keep it moving
Imma be racked
For this life I am
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