Lyrics:
shall not kill
Oh, but for my family name
Lord knows I will
Where the years went by now and I'm nearly 22
The whiskey eases pain, keeps my thoughts in
gyal just came to the booth and asked for a wheel
She never heard drill in Atlanta
Arabic ting told me that I look like Youssef look like Hamza
Habibti
Like I care about the rep
I praise the lord for the blessings he brought me
Even past all the exhaustion
This the life that we asked for, prayed for
When
fight
I guess they'll hear it through the air of the night
If I should die
I thank the Lord above for helping me til this day
So many things to do in life
name, okay they asked for the worst (come on)
Me and A$AP Ferg preaching back-to-back on the verse (damn)
Hit-Boy on the beat so, bitch, you gotta go
that hoe on her knees
She said boy you went off I do it on every beat
Plus she like the way I dress
And love when we fuck to sleep
If I drop a tape
a boy all the girls seemed to know
When I asked for her hand that I'd step on their toes
But those old white oak boards were never touching our shoes
When
I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knee
Down to the crossroad, fell down on my knee
Asked the Lord above for mercy
Take me if you please
Oshodi to Ojuelegba
As we converge in the go slow
Put down your window
One day I’m late by Ozumba Mbadiwe
This Lagosian step to me for the business
That means my voice means something so I will never nize my beak
We pulled up to Royal Oak
Open mic performed some heat
They just took us as a joke
Till
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the lord above for mercy, save me
They always trying to indicate new directions
Never asked for your assistance
They don't think that I'm special
Fuck your enlightening opinions
Boy
Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my
we're dancin and romancin or leanin on the wall
When I'm with you, girl, I could never be bored
You're so fine and you're mine yes, I thank the Lord
Every
At the church, maybe black, maybe Spanish (I ain't know)
Had a little vocal, only in the choir
Says she loves Jesus, and she has good credit (oh, Lord)
Few
I went down to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees
I went down to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above for mercy
"Save me if you
my hood where I was born and raised
Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K's
Heavy guns and dope boys harassed by the police
Still
come here often or?
I've asked asked you to stop
No I-I'm sorry, No I-I shouldn't have said any- I shouldn't have said anything
You're still talking.
off to dreamland
And I asked the Lord to please slow down the time
As I snuck back down the hall
I tripped over her tea set
I turned the cartoons off
you frightening 'cause baby girl
Look, I'm ordered by the lord's steps
My cologne's like the lord's breath
The drum on that tommy gun
Like a constant
Hoo, Lord, you say you don't want no talk
'Play it one time'
You'll come by my house
With a great long lie
You can say-a, 'Hello, friends
I
country,
Where the oak and the ash and the bonny rowan tree
Are all a-growin` green in the old country.
Well I asked for a candle for to light me up
Think I found what I needed
I was screaming out for help
Ain't hear it like gogeta
Oh lord
Demon get to singing on the mic
Oh you a diva
Saying all
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
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