Lyrics:
affirmations....your breath is here as an anchor, always ready for you to tune back in.
I am grateful for this moment and for the life I have been given.
My heart is
and his family
His mother is gripping his arm like a
Vice while his father claps slowly
His eyes squeezed shut
Deep down in my stomach
I feel that knot
The chants with heaven singing
The Michael songs of earth
I get why I cried in birth
Cause this world is nothing close to paradise
Evil intend to crawl in my
point fingers or try to fix your wrongs
No, I'll just hold you here in my arms, in my arms
You don't know what I see in you
You don't know that I know
the world is in the hands
The world is in our hands, I’m holding onto the world in my hands
(Better hold it right)
The world is in my hands, the world is in
veneers for sure
Like I'm in Mordor, tryin to burn the ring up
The black semi knock your block
Off like playin Jenga
Have sex with the whole world just
By
the grass
Snakes in the crowd snakes up your ass
Snakes slither all up to my door
Scream in my face all because I got more.
Hook
With whom the hell am I
in your arms again
Hold me in your arms again
There's no mistake that we can't make
The tide is rising I must make our rendez-vous
I'm waiting by this
life
Getting high to numb my pain shit that's the stoner life
All I want is love from you can you just hold me tight
I can't trust no one cause I know
I just want your love
Only love I want
Hold me in your arms
Stay here by my side
I just want your touch
That's all I really need
Hold me in your arms
side, I just want to hold you close
I just want to hold you close
I just want you in my arms real close, real close
I just want you by my side, I just
better
Find a way to hold that shit in
I'm lying to these hoes
So if you bust in my room you'd
Probably catch a bitch trying to propose
From a block bang
from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggaz is at?
Where my niggaz is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
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
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin
to heal while you've been by yourself with your soul barred.
Hope It's true it's been too long
My pain is too great and I have nowhere to belong.
My
blood pours down all round
I speak from the deep cut in between my thighs
You covered in blood rubbing your boobs feeling your ass
Rubbing your boobs
haywire
Hold up
We got a clown in the office
Your potus
My potus
That's not our potus
That nigga must be smokin
Up late tweetin geekin
Like
Whats this world
That we live in
Is it all endin
Apocalyptic days
Haze in the sky
Not clouds
Thats smoke in my eye
Not the kind to get by
We just
from my own label
While you act rich with no cash on the bigger label
Your tri-state ways are shut down by barricades
In fact I packed my bags,
bitten (Beaten) by it
Though with our heavy hearts (Hats)
We always still need to look up to the cross
Getting engrossed in the pain
Is not gon' cause any
catch me at the big dough rehab
Tryna re-up, keep my feet up
Snake niggas in the cut, hold the product
Time is up, no luck, heat start to bust
Niggas
to guide us
In each and every day
Bring your hands together my friends
Wrap your arms around your lovers
We will show this world we're not afraid
We'll stand
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