Lyrics:
graduated high school couldn't tell u where them books at
But I bounced back
Ray Lewis got the sack
Count that count that
Hit the strip club gave it right
that oppose me
intice em, then slice em through tracks
you screamin jesus~christ he's back and god knows he can rap
me n L put rhythm on the map
so give
feel the way it used to
Yeah
Went and made me open up
Shared my soul gave too much trust
Tripped up fell in to your clutch
And I thought this was love
I try to recall what it was you said to me just then
But this train keeps on rocking me back to sleep
And I fear come tomorrow I won't even remember
strong on God that’s Guzzi
I miss my best friend now
It’s got me tripping out
Bro I promise you’re gonna be okay
Yeah I’ll be by your side
Cuz you’re my
me one
Get by any means im that type
If i eva gave you this dick bitch you owe me for life
Too many ppl done stabbed me in back with the knife
Do it
something I never felt black
I told his momma I was sorry she said "Sorry won't bring him back"
God gave life to the human race and he alone has the right
I wouldn't make it, I remember like yesterday
Holdin' on to what God gave me
'Cause that's the life when you're
Livin' in the
(Ghetto)
And eatin' in
Stick lines together like shirts to your backs in the summertime
Get to the point like an underline
I keep one by the stomach like butterflies
Your raps
I say if I go (yeah)
Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the Come N Go (huh)
'Cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
The only thin' promised to a playa is
I say if I go (yeah)
Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the Come N Go (huh)
'Cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
The only thin' promised to a playa is
to the choir singing hallelujah praise the God of deliverance,
But his furnace excited ignites being burned by his bitterness,
Thinking if God chose concern why
to the choir singing hallelujah praise the God of deliverance,
But his furnace excited ignites being burned by his bitterness,
Thinking if God chose concern why
Broke so many barriers, I'm starting to think it's no limit
Give me a beat I'll kill it, yal so caught up with the trend
That yal can't even begin gave
do it, but i think ima do it
i shouldnt do it but i think ima do it
cant do it, I think ima do it
Me and the homie wents shoppin took a break from
Till she gave me head my legs were dead. I need a casket
All these feelings Rey Mysterio she couldn't mask it
I had to cut her off cuz all this stress I
know you ain't with the smoke
You seen me hit the airline now I changed the coast
And I done done the most made an Instagram post
And shawty gave me
of pizza fo me
(Damn)
Back at home
There ain't no peace it all
Somethings common
I guess that I'm the cause
Vicious cycles
Every 7th day
God goes to sleep
put my all in
Said oh my god you drive me crazy
Take my time, you know I'm patient
Show me some you want instead
Let me breath don't hold my breath
I
And me and Steph Curry on the same team
Win it like back to back
Nobody really want it after that
Feelin' like a young Doctor J
They can't stop the J,
tell me,
there’s nothing you can say,
May not be here tomorrow,
Thank God I’m here today.
I hear my timer ticking,
growing louder every second,
So I
ever get things back in order
I been there two years over a quarter
But every time I open my eyes it's like torture
He said "please I gave you a whole
Thoughts I don't even understand
Made up my own reality
By now I can't tell which memory is real
God how bad am I at texting back
(Texing back is hard
a dove
But I'm a pigeon dipped in white paint
I've been to hell and back
Satan gave me pointers taught me how to be a
King without bein' fuckin' appointed
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