Lyrics:
Nigga I have your homies singing, damn I miss my homie
I got a mountain of weed
I got a mountain of cash
I got mountains like Wyoming
I got a bad bitch
a single rose
Just close your eyes (I'll take your life)
Say your last good-byes (right here tonight)
Get down on your knees (you want to try, die)
Dry them
me down
You'll be cryin' again, you'll be cryin' again, you'll be cryin' again
By the same wipe the teardrops from your eyes
Have to slip away in
To the ones we lost
They my other half
Ghetto angel wings
Flying through the air
Still think about you
Every day and night
Get on my knees
Drop down and say
Uh
I know you wanted me to sing for you
Go ahead and pray on my knees for you
I know you wanted me to sing for you
Go ahead and pray on my knees for
wild'n for respect or demanding it
And if you niggas don't show me some you riding off in an ambulance
Don't wait up for your bitch boy she gon stand you
Get on your knees and pray
falling, so I get on my knees and I pray
I've fallen
Insecurities, they had me weak
They had me feeling like I'm falling down a mountain's peak
But
down the saltines and get your sodium situated
Ya salty, Ya seasoned, Ya Lowry ass motha fuckas
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
You talking
reattach call it medical
Coming back to me just beg, for your shit back
Listen to these words when, I spitt'em you get that?
Turning on your boy when I try
Fight for life sing the power back
123 get on your knees pray God
I don't care put you head get down
Fight for life sing the power back
123 get on your
at momma health (yea)
Wake up, nigga, wake up
Let down the top, nigga that's your paystub
It's hard as hell for this Florida boy (A Nolia boy)
Home
Get down upon your knees and pray
Cause you're gonna need me
You're gonna need my help someday
Lord you're gonna be sorry
You, you treated me this
much, even now
He said, I don't care, I'm just a baby
(Boy, boy)
I know you're just not that kind of man
I'd still call you on your knees (Boy, boy)
I
of my childhood will never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
A '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can't
And you shake your head and you turn it around
And you see the flames from the burning ground
And you get down on your knees and pray
And I catch my
one-liners
Still pray for that skyline, boy's lit the shots at those one-timers
I just wanna see hands in the air, my Lord
Never thought rappin' would keep
interest in the way that you get it
At the Motel 6 making harsh decisions
It was do or die, I was po' pimpin
Down a rocky road four wheel it
Jesus grab
gonna kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what?
For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well
It's get ready set go
The city we rebels
Play me rebellion
Food on my table
Pray for the gang these boys don't settle
Say what you want I still get you
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
the offering paid
She gave my name away to your holy house
She like my blessings in disguise
She like her Jesus mountain high
So he can watch her lonely
Throw it back for me baby, MAKE'em Jeans MOVE!
She get wild at the party
Many hands on her White Tee!
Lil boy got a pussy that he guardin
He must think
told him in jail and I said I'll be back
He said when you back can
You get me from school
Shit like that there turn boy to a goon
On to the graveyard
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