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you still talkin)
The party starts when ëhxo walks in (ëhxo walks in)
Talkin down on pachi will get you put in a coffin (Coffin)
Clip hold 50 David

Once upon a time
I lost my voice, lost my mind
Gone for two years almost forgot how to rhyme
Until I broke the chains and I opened up my eyes
You

a halo and the wings too
Snow is my guardian
Up go the shield and the sword it was blessed by the Lord, may the chords touch the soul
He was always there,

to me
Yeah, my theory is…
Your lying to me, your lying to me, all because huh…
The scriptures gave me mo’ knowledge than college, college
I said,

was stirred
It was right in front of me
But no man could bring me to water
Until you came down my street

There was no sword in the hand of David
There

are faking
Got a bad joint like Sinon, pulled up with a "Scope"
When I take my shot with her, I'm fresh when I take it
Nothing else but David what I

Try to forget
So I just smoke and fill my piece and
Pack a bowl, eat a bowl of cereal uh
My baby, my baby's gone
Murdered in cold blood
By some serial

David Hayter
Infiltrate that bitch
And then I'm poof
Gone

She wan take a chance
And I gotta tell her wait
I'm a saucy motherfucker
What you bringing

freaky by the tiki on the beach
Uh, but you should do know
That you never should've done me wrong
Now I'm in the club
Singing David Guetta girl the 'Love

and how she likes it done
She rolled ah fast blunt
Then she just laid there
Baby
She's my baby
Baby
Oh she's my baby
Oooh
Grabbed me by the collar
Kisses

Run in my trap you gone leave on a stretcher (Yeah) we leave em gone forever
Took my la nigga that shit had me stressing (Yeah) that nigga gone

rolling in gars and papers
Still tryna dodge the vapors
I been losing my mind, can't even sleep and I'm anxious
Who said something 'bout David?
Who said

Baby im a Ryder
Baby I'm a Ryder
Imma pull up by your side
Imma hop right inside
Imma pull you by my side
Imma never leave your side
Cause baby I'm

it
Four forty four
Pull the Bible out the drawer
The devils at my door
And I think he wants war
My angel keep a sword
That was forged by the Lord
My

behind, it said
"You turned off David Letterman, now you must die!"
Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was
Broke outside in my drawers and screamed, So

of King David
Songs of the heart and the arts sacred
When we naked, it's nothing to hide
Trust is the guide, I know I'm alive

With you by my side, and I

up just like it's danimal
My gold be shining this not David Yurman
Honey pack i fuck her like an animal
Shawty rude like baby where yo manager
Shawty

Shoot your shots my g 
Shoot your shots my g 
Shoot your shots my 
G...
Shoot your shouts my g
Yh 

My girls a keeper like David de Gea 
Good with

And this night baby's mostly gone
Sing along

Fuck the group we're hangin' with 
Won't notice what we on 
Somethin' they know shit about 
Let's lose our

mouth, now she foamin', rabies
(Ew) ain't ever my mother, my baby
So I peel off the lot
In my brand new Mercedes (Ah)
Man, my money long like a leg (Yuh)

pressed for checks
I’m stressed, but blessed. I can see it’s coming down
Like a rainstorm. David Blaine when I brainstorm
I’m chained to my thoughts, then

know my name
By the third round I ain't playing no games
Switching up positions like a video game yea
Yea I'm fucking with that
Uh
Let's Go
Baby you gone

living
Passing me by
Ohh baby ohh baby when I get high
Yeah
They would diss him every single time
I was just chilling
Paid em no mind
They was just living

living
Passing me by
Ohh baby ohh baby when I get high
Yeah
They would diss him every single time
I was just chilling
Paid em no mind
They was just living