Lyrics:
hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live
Hangin' with my sweet amour
She came out with a lion's roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the corner store,"
Be back at quarter to four
"Don't slam you
a word, without hope
Something made us cry
Is it gonna be enough
John Lennon said nigger of the world
John Lennon said I never had you
In a world without
never sober
Take me to the booth moving in big bags like Sean
I be slidin' if it's hosted by Melvin and John
And only would spit German wit Cida on a Song
Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by
doing stuff in the temple
When it was Abia's turn to do the big job,
They were in the 8th cycle, which in our calendar would
Be in June. So John
look back or I turn to salt
Got nice watches nice cars nice bitches and rings
Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice things
Can't relate
Bizz' Paul George em', like
Please don't do that can't talk about shit
'cause I really do that they never boom back
I'ma cut through the uh
They already
back
Throw it up again
And make some more stacks
Turn it up hard
All around the world
Fuck around
And hear it
Every way you turn
I'm a turn it up
And I dreamt that Judas,
Never quite forgave us...
Pages turn into guidelines
We watch the guidelines as they turn into steel
The heart that scripted
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
of cities and they never bring me down
Oh Catherine came in Camden, back to bed with John and Jack
I fucked my way through London, fucked my way to hell
about your wishes (bro shut up)
Sleazology ain't got time for that
Get back and do the dishes
Dj turn that volume up so the people in the back can hear
a laugh
I tell you what I like Wildings at Christmas mate
I grew up in Newport in the nineteen eighties
Hanging by the castle with all my mates
Sparking up
of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town.
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town.
He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
ways?
Make a nigga wanna take you out your fucking past babe
By the quarter time you a borderline so there's never running back
I'm supporting mines
and be glad
Jesus sees Mary standing by John and whispers
Mother, he is now your son
And to John, he says
She is your mother now
John places his arm
years of track
Two hundred years of glory never to turn back
The train is called America your ticket is a dream
That left the torture of freedom for
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
lane
Fuck cocaine, stick up, bout to blow your brains off the map
The (Flame is back), it's the amazing
J. Blazin' grapes of wrath turn to raisin
in half
And then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when
that
'Kay, I'm back, and I've made a few calls
Made a track that will break a few rules
Never mind Marvel, this could be
The most ambitious crossover
I've got love for my brother
My two loving sisters
Got my parents on my back
Hope that I can make a difference, make 'em proud
Even if I never make
my bitch just might kill again
Pray to God by the night sin again, (yea)
I’m giving you life anything
Off the wall like Mike do ya dance
I’m paying
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