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a gold chain with a pair of matching earrings
Million dollar watch cause you did a little time in the pen
And dodged the grave by hairs of your chinny chin
came (Just came)
Niggas taking the wave
Just let em have fun with it tell em to run with it (Ha yeah yeah)
I got some coke at my sister's
I got a gun in
He saved me
And now I'm here to tell you Jesus really loves you
It's not some made up little story being told
So if you feel like you need someone who
Vuitton
And nigga, I can't fuck with her no more
I said Louis, Louis, all she ever talk about is Louis, Louis
All she ever talk about is Louis Vuitton
Gadsden, Alabama
My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids
a a a
Always(yeah)
Alway a a a
Always(be with you always Jesus ah ah ah my king and Lord)
Alway a a a
Always(I just want to be with you always o God)
Alway
tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
All about forgiveness and grace
Tell me one more time about Jesus
Lord, I need just a little more faith
I walked by the church Sunday mornin'
I slipped
the Game to Proclaim His Name
All these so-called Artists, but they Talk the Same
Created Me Creatively and each Star by Name
I was Born with this Drive but
now
You with me right now
But I know that
It feels so go to trust
In Jesus
When my heart aches
Just a prayer
Is all it takes
To make it all good again
Dont talk about this dont talk about that dont talk about change
Just talk about chicks just talk about trap just talk about fame
You gotta tell em
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
to do to much
When I knew much less
Use to have too much stress
Tryna talk with my blood
Causing too much mess
Fuck it Im good, if I talk more less its
would want to
She probably looking down now smiling, saying
Look at them
Ya know, yeah
To god be the glory
I can't focus
I feel low
Just wanna talk
So I could talk bout Jesus when you asked bout em
Lived in darkness to shed some light
Did wrong to try get you right
Imma live with outcha
Sometimes I
I hope you don't talk to me
It's a little close for my liking
A man is staring at my non-existent tits
And I don't feel
So confident
I just
emperor of Rome
Wanted to wipe out the pagan celebration of Saturnalia,
Well he just changed the name, but kept the Christmas trees
With candles, the yule
bullet shot
Tryna ram the competition with my curse words and talk
All this junk, all this nonsense
They don't pay me to talk it
Don't pay me to stop it
Can we bring it down just a little bit, please
Can we take it down just a little
Brothers and sisters can we please quiet down
Brothers and sisters
After earth, I’m celestial
I confess I’m a bit regretful and
With those regrets, I wrestle
By God’s strength, I’m successful
Learning from it and moving
like it here we love this place
We'll get by with a little more B.A.S.S
Coz we love this place
I don't mean to brag
You know I can't boast coz I'm high
the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada
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