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So I wanna sing my song.  It's to God now.
But I gotta say by like David and make and some declarations.  (Sure!)
Now you see the day and age that

Tell me serezega i got my feet up
Mad they got  you in the ghetto 
Public school teacher
Us poor kids ain’t never have a chance
That Cowboy boot

Chemo just to keep me on my feet
I believe in god, I don't believe in Christians
You think freedom is keeping the prison
I was raised by anti-women

a square, who kept a small circle, but love to share! A son of Melchizedek it's many of us, tell me can you keep a secret, all we ask is trust. The God in

nothing that you told me
Feel like speaker knockerz cause I did this shit here by my lonely
Now they sending offers, but they wasn't there when I was doley

Looking at it, this the real it
And you tell by how I feel it
If I was a drug, you could deal it
Selling my tunes like a bando
Hand to hand though
And I

disappear
Never reappear
Don't David Blame me
I lost connections
No wifi, No Signal
The holes in my shirt just know what I been through
The pen on the page

[chorus]
I just need a vibe
My whole life
I don’t need nobody tryna tell me I can’t shine
Ima vibe til’
I die
Ima stay I’m In the light

Same God, Moses
Same God David
Same God, Genesis
Then Revelation
He ain't never changin
Put it on my tombstone
I forever thank Him
To keep me out

Arms with me
And we about to
Cause a new pandemic
Y'all ain't ready
For this one
Emerson Arms
Tell 'em what time it is
Not trying to take this shit too

I'm wit shorty had my mfn jimmy right
I ain't playing you know I told her to get me right
It's kid breeze and I get it
And I be rapping bout drug

young thang, but
I can tell you ain't no amateur
All that talent in the back
Gul let me be yo manager
Goddamn, I'm sayin'
Baby gul, I can't front
That

Yeah, 108 World shit, to the death
It's been a long road man, but it's only going up from here
Now let me tell y'all a little something, hey, yeah

the time I deal with you
Na police and army go beat you
E be like say u no know me
Wetin I dey do to people
Wey owe me
Na your body go tell you
E go be like

I get nouns,
I am an apocalypse for opposites, I get round,
Layer all your feelings but your heart will end up rotting,
Tell me that you love me

morning
They can never redo what I did
Came from nothing we still did it big
Tell me how I ain't even a father
But I do got a whole lot of kids
They already

doesn't mean a nigga lost
Y'all dumb fans tryna measure wizzy, david, burna
With an award outside your motherland
Fuck niggas always hustle validation

here and I am gone. Monday, I've got to climb another mountain of work. Tuesday, bow and scrape to a bunch of jerks. Wednesday, my friends tell me that

the pound cake
The fruit of my labors that sounds great
I'm loosing my mind but I found fate
They tell me put on for my town's sake
But these people don't get

say it again
Me and my friends don't fuck with trends, you diss me I come at you with my pen
I'm hard as cement, your life is a tale of unfortunate

that movie he drops the irony to me is thats a battle we fight ourselves we try to hold on to flesh but everyday it gotta die. 
Tell me something what

the papers
Huh huh huh ooooh

Written By David Douglas

of God or not
You're the only one I want
Righteous abs
With righteous heart
With righteous arms to play guitar
But never hold me

Well tell me is it true

Look, drastic times call for drastic measures
I go bat shit with this rap shit but that ain't something you had to tell us
I'm from where savage