Lyrics:
Go hard or go home
Lord use me up
Lord kill me if I don't preach the gospel
I'm still in my 20's- but I'll die if I got to
Already dead- so
me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music
[Hook - Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
And it's that same ol' stereotype
No they ain't letting go of nothing
People think it's changed
I tell 'em that they're buzzing
Still judge me by my
[Remy Martin]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Check it
they'll never get up
Few of 'em might even pull out their strap and go yak-yak-yak-yak-yak-yak with the gun
I'm a tell 'em that God He want all of your
me by
should I wave/
just keep it moving
cause I'm still looked at like a slave/
They dug plenty graves
started with Treyvon Martin/
celebrated after
getting by from writing notes
Human beings are so outrageous y'all sound stupid when you post
Everything on you put on twitter come from hate and not your
Okay let me tell you this been a journey
And I'm never worried I keep it on me
They know my libbs know I'm toting 30
And it's still fuck whoever
holding my Nina baby
Bad lil bitch was playing with a nigga
So i had to go and tell her how it is shawty
Bad lil bitch with that sexy ass walk
Make a young
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
easily influenced by the niggas I'm around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated ain't got no cap and gown
But
the store e'ry time
That nigga that be-I-g, go hard e'ry rhyme
Crowns all around I'm right after Martin Luther
No Jr. senior ?cause Bamboo is Antwan Junior
I been thinking bout my dream girl
She don't pay me no mind
She don't walk no she rather go glide
Lemme tell you whoa whoa
She don't wanna float by
Tell me what yo love mean
Tell me what yo love
Tell me what yo love do
Tell me what yo love
Tell me what yo love mean
Tell me what yo love do
I'm the type of nigga you need in the clutch
Anybody disrespecting the brand
They get touched def Squad
Wu we coming through can't you tell a
Bunch
Martin Garrix、Clinton Kane - Drown (Martin·Carlos Booteg)
Written by：Clinton Kane、Martijn Garritsen、Johnny Coffer、Jake Torrey、Steve Rusch
Composed
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
[Andre 3000]
You ain't a hater? Can't tell
Either wish me well, go to hell or go to Yale
Study human behavior so that you know who the hell
feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her, "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm
Tell her shut i up and go ride
Got your man bitch on my side
Fuck 'em we ball till we die
She got 10 bitches with her they gon' twerk off
If she don't
me
Just breathe
They wanna Trayvon Martin me
They wanna Sandra Bland me
They wanna stand on my chest
They want me to rot in this cell
Just breathe
They
The juggler who drops his knives
He stops and he tells us why
An American starts to cry
The English just walk on by
A speaker shouts in the park
I been down
I know how it go down
I know how it go now, what's up
I feel like I don't belong
I feel like my life is wrong
I feel like I don't
I want everyone to know I want everyone to know right now
Martin that I'm the one and I'm the one baby girl so here I come
Jondo
I want everyone
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