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heard some repercussions Nothin' but some deep adjustments But my depth of self ain't gonna help me swim my seas corrupted Divin' divin' divin' hopin' I
You died for a fool Now all that I want is to live by Your rule To have no greater love than this God insists us To lay down our lives for our brothers
thinking to myself Quite a lot (I) I keep blinking Time will tell It don't stop (watch) Lord please help me To prevail when in hell (God) I can't do this by
lord" I'm like? How we do it, how'd I do it, won't God do it? Homegirls be like "homeboy what's tea?" lemme brew it And my inner G , fuels my energy So
to the charcoals Don't tell me Lucifer and God don't carpool This is our school I'm not trying to graduate life at the personalized bar stool Head in a jar
fuel up the tank later And I’ll pull up to your location Don’t be fooled girl I’m impatient When it’s you I can’t stand waiting I've got some plans for
Another person passed away damn it's another day Codeine take the pain away I bow my head and I just pray Question god but know he's great I can't
Let it go and have some fun Don't stop something before it has a chance to start Let your destiny be fulfilled by fearlessly walking Into the direction
out he was cheating on his free time Conversations with my mother we gon' be fine Drowning in our sorrow from the City by the Seaside I need some me
with me (Do my dance yea yea) Turn me up (Do my dance nigga) What the fuck is this (Pouring) God damn look at the color of that hoe (shit) Yea yea aye
to some Alcohol and bogies. A little bit o’ weed Feed me. Gimme that. Gimme what I need It takes a lot o’ fuel to run this rusted out machine Gimme what I,
Man what you talkin' bout bro Let it match up with God’s Word Empty Words in the mouth of a liar Fuel the flame full of rage 'cuz the mouth is a fire
survive staying on my grind I shine time after time the New York Times Not about gangs but will throw up some gang signs High as a kite what I used to be
You've got it made You're a rabble rousin, smooth talkin son of a gun Ya got some lemonade It's a bittersweet treat for your family I never thought
when it heard the first blast And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar Looked more like
of those blessings that proves God’s existence Cause it’s so supernatural it ain’t by chance it existed [Hook: Frank Knight] I love me some good women I
homie from the way heard this he was like, “oh my god” Some say that he's gay, He might be confused, I don't know if it's straight Doesn't matter either
Trash about you Behind your back then try to get some Cash up out you (Wow) Best believe I listen and I'm watching I swear to God You won't get dollar
a couple photos Who knows, oh yeah Surrounded by these models It looks like we need to order some more bottles Don't do no promo, got tickets front row To my
Woah, yeah Cookin with that good gas gas gas gas like a deisel fuel jet I might have to call yo bet Fuck a nigga bitch Ian lookin for no shit I might
Welcome to the afterlife Manifest your paradise Karma fuels my appetite Feel it in your alkaline Welcome to the afterlife Manifest your paradise
in last place Waiting for a tour man its passing me by Back on track I'm running my laps I'll prolapse My body's gonna hate this Focus some more Not
just couldn't afford to pay, He came and saved me When the enemy said that I couldn't, God said go ahead Because you're covered by me awesome, awesome
place Cause how I get fucked up by stupid shit up in the worst way You the fuel to the flame You the coal to the fire I'm tryna make a change that's my
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