Lyrics:
Her skin like Katy, she don't drive Mercedes If she lovin' Jesus, she can be my first lady
I'm groovy like the 80s, I'm feelin' real wavy
I can't
for all the independent women
Soul clap for all my homies straight thuggin'
Clap for the real MCs buzzin'
We the leaders of the new school
[Verse 1]
on tour, keep it real no secret
I wanted to get home to my own mona lisa
What's the point of seeing caesar if you lose touch with Jesus
There I pledge my
[Intro: Jim Jones]
Uh-huh, Jones, one-two, one-two
G's up, you know who I am, Jones, the struggle
New York's mine
[Jim Jones:]
Can it be it was all
been fucking I been too busy, I got two phones they both business
I got fake ones tryin' to end me
I got real ones gon' defend me like a fucking
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
made a real effort tonight and it shows
I can tell by your face you don't wanna be alone
'Cause the mood is right and the time is now
And if you can't
just like death is so so real
Jesus is the only truth my bro
Jesus is the only light my sis
Jesus is the only way on God
Jesus is the only way on God
acknowledge by sound scan.
Think I can't go no more,
I'm feeling real down, down
Yes you can
I dream of money, wake up and chase cash,
By 3:45 I make
Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion
And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean
Seen
Listen (Ey)
I got the
I got the juice
I got the sauce
I got the faucet
I got the flood
I got the real shit
Don't know the frauds
I'm not no Jesus
But
Exploiting some people’s Real struggle and
Painjust to get at meto
Get attention? Fame? Another fight against
Men? We are a human family and we should be
surely fall
I've been broke, without a dime to my name
But all my bills got paid
Because I called on Jesus' name
You can't tell me that God isn't real
(tony joe white)
Willie & laura mae jones
Were our neighbours a long time back
They lived right down the road from us
In a shack just like our
Shawdy said I'm dope like I'm fentanyl
100's and the 50's Ion care at all
Happy I found Jesus I really lost
Real recognize real and they weren't real
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
made a real effort tonight and it shows
I can tell by your face you don't wanna be alone
'Cause the mood is right and the time is now
And if you can't
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop {*hydraulic sound*} pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party,
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
sleep
All these homicides doing something to me
No one by my side, I feel so incomplete
But I notice God blessing me like a sneeze
Seen death and i beat
Then quietly said, please sign here, your real name
Chorus
There’s a diner on the highway
Where you meet yourself
A café in a lay-by where
Your life’s
like DVD's
Niggas smokin' CBD
Claimin' he want beef for me
Shawty got no motion in his ocean
Can't even push a P
Pussy, you do what I let
I could really
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