Lyrics:
and buy your publishin'
Aye look at him i own my publishin'
Then why you gettin' all worked up? I mean
If you broke and you own your publishin'
Well thanks
a kill the beat like I'm John Wick
Hesitate on my content
I'm a come through like a comet
And pass by your nonsense
I got the confidence
Satan, you'll
Yeah
Yo Kwest, you killin' 'em on the beat
Cousin let these muthafuckas know
Yeah
I'm takin' my own life, I might as well
And that's where I'm goin'
Dear John, I want you to know I'm sincere
Nothing else would make me happier
Than to know you're doing well
You're in deep so young you were taken
What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you
of designer
Up bought me a house
But it ain't home
Less woman involved
What I want not business minder
Please get out my phone
Get in yo own
Ever get down maybe
alone
On the streets all on my own
But I know I’m not alone
And I’m not alone (x 2 times)
[VERSE 4]:
The world is not what I taught
But I’m better by
Never had a father to my style
Been a bastard... John Snow
Been emaculate since I don't know
'Bout the capital... mambo
Treat this shit like a whole
to pay the cost
Just to level up my sauce on my own
I had suicidal thoughts
I still get them on and off, but I still know what I want from my goals
You can
From girls that is toothless
Yeah my game ruthless, yeah my car roofless
Spit that "Through The Wire" over Chaka Khan
Ruthless she said she had a friend
a man has a son like my son John
He must stifle the fear in his breast
When his own little fledgling
Wants to test his wings and fly
And it's my son John
But John and Jacob loved to laugh
About basic in Louisiana
Well John passed on by his own hand
And now Jacob has a hard time understanding
‘They said
know my root
So I can’t stop working, the truth
The hustle no easy, I no refuse
But I can’t use that as an excuse
Baba God by me, strong like rock
I'll admit for me life hasn't been too tough
I've got my own problems but
They ain't that rough
You can act the part you can wear the clothes
You can
and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out
and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out
My name is John Doe and I'm wanted for murder
I didn't mean to do it but my temperatures blew it
Remember it well, seems like the other day
Now I gotta
arms so strong
And kisses he gave her one two three
Said weep no more my own true love
I am your long lost John Riley
Said weep no more my own true
up all in his arms
And kisses gave her one, two and three
Then weep no more, my own true love
I am your long lost John Riley
Saying weep no more, my
don't need no help, to starve to death
I can do that on my own
I can do bad by myself
I don't need no help, to starve to death
I ain't trying to be
been through
I don't want to change for you
Made mistakes got no face to call my home
Oh I'm on my own
Old John, sleeping alone
Too stuck to get any
(One, two, one, two, three, four)
He grabbed me by the shirt
While I was paying for my beer
And screamed "There you are Balthazar
I knew I'd
brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand
I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on
While I'm on the john
If I had
nothing without Grace
Flexing My Muscles Like John Dwayne
I Do it show off what God Gave
Me and the bros, not by might
No other Way but High Way
Vibes upon
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