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With No Ride, And No Meals Full Of Shrimp
I'm Broke, But Hip-Hop Can Make Me Feel Like A Pimp
See A Man Who Lives Patient, Handles Displacement
[Chorus: Playa Fly]
Show some love and keep it real
Mob as far as Fly can see
And this for L-I-F and E
Those who want some they can feel
I am
The Power And The Might
And The Gods Who Made Metal Are With Us Tonight
The Gods Made Heavy Metal And They Saw That It Was Good
They Said To Play It
Been looking for love
I never could find it
While I'm standing here
And he is so blinded by her silly ways
He just can't imagine
She's
a nigga still feel trapped?
He don't really pray to God, he got worse problems
Still ain't made a million, still ain't kill who shot 'em
Still grind from
When you self made you know that niggas don't live this long
Open doors for the hustle, I envisioned where we at (where we are)
You could see it too,
So how you did it?
How you played me like I'm a sax
How u made me look silly?
So tell me how you did it?
How you did it?
How you smoked me like I'm
conditioned, or we aren't (yeah)
When you self made you know that niggas don't live this long
Open doors for the hustle, I envisioned where we at (where we
Bout to do the damn thing you know
1, 2, it's live
I'm about to take these boys back to the dirty
Back to the mud
Some of these old country ass
who are gone
Love those around you
Before the time does come
Live every day
Live each day like it could be your last
Don't be afraid of
How it goes by
nigga life is a real lie
Nigga a goofy, he got no code that he live by
Swerving lanes like a DUI
I'm with Holly Morant lil bitch I'm Big De$ James
Come
and pretty
This is the land of the crown
This is my hometown
It's made me who I am
Things really turned around
This is the land of the crown
This is my
who I wanna be
And not it's up to me
I am that girl in black, that lonely soul
So beautifully shaped I was made for the show
And I played pretend with
Rapha
My healer
My health
You are the one who healed my diseases
You are the one by whose stripes I was healed
You are the one who renews my youth like
If you saying that Jesus ain't real you a fool
Go listen to that testimony I hope my story persuade you
If you wasn't made by Jesus I wanna know who
used to go through
I bodied and buried deep in the ground
This shit is beautiful
I'm still bringing the music to
All the people that hoping I made it out
tender hands mold this clay
You're making something new
So bring Your fire down on me
Mold my heart into who You made me to be
The old has gone the new is
moola in 48
I met thia chick who was 28, and we been fuckin' for 48
I got so faded in 48, I made this Moola in 48
I met that chick who was 28, and we been
I want to hit my knees and pray
But I don't know who to go to
Fell in love at a early age that shit made me unsocial
I know I'm gone see better days
finest moment by a long shot
As I walk through this casino knowin' there ain't no one i know up at 6 O'clock
With my hair messed up and my shirt untucked
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your
This for my hustlers getting this cheddar makin money
aint shit you can tell us
We the ones take all the risks government is the one who ship
Now we'll move on with our lives
And try to make this right
To learn from past mistakes we made before
If you want, I'll leave you be to figure
because of my little Marchise
Me and Sho at your do' about fo' o'clock
Who ever answers the do' gonna get robbed and shot
Icy Hott wasn't made for
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