Lyrics:
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
the people free
Out of abject slavery
If to sin a slave I be
The Holy Spirit's gonna set me free
Cloud by day fire by night
All God's chillun going to be
the
Healing inside me
Breathe in the sweet fire of love
I'm not afraid anymore
Sweet, sweet fire
I'm not alone
Breathe in the sweet fire of love
I'm not
eventually
I take it if they don't give it to me
Swear all of it was written for me (yep, yep)
By a higher card just spiritually (up, up)
Up in the wages,
Durin's son
If this is to end in fire
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
Calling out father oh, stand by
Are you ready to die tell me why you choose to tell me in my
Face, have your body dry, pack that fire, look in my eye
Have your spirit below me
Oh, the fire, the fire
Oh, the fire, the fire
There's something in your heart
And it's in your eyes
It's the fire
Inside you
Let it burn
You
The fire,
the fire from the glory tower
and search my power now.
The fire
suck down the world. ...
The fire
The fire unchain
me from money game.
you, fuck you
If it’s fuck me, fuck me
Bitch then it’s fuck you, fuck you
If it’s fuck me, fuck me
Bitch then it’s fuck you, fuck you
We fighting fire
Fire comes on
Yes I say satan's in a rage
He's got you Christian in a daze
Get up and help me
I need help yaw
Well I can't do it by my self
Get on off
I bought into a life that my family couldn't afford for me,
We was broke but I knew something was in store for me,
When I was stressed out music
(Oh, oh)
I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone
Oh no
I don't need to be loved by you (By you)
Fire in my lungs, can't bite
The devil on my tongue,
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
Lumbra
Oh oh
Girl you got me on fuego
I'm intrigued by the things that you do (Cali y el Dandee, ohh)
Call me when your love for this song
Yeah, riding by myself, well, really, not really (well)
So heavy in the trunk, make the car pop a wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby, or call me Young Baby (yeah)
Yeah, riding by myself, well, really, not really (well)
So heavy in the trunk, make the car pop a wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby, or call me Young Baby (yeah)
Get the fuck away from me
I feel the pain of memory
My soul covers by the ice
When you come up to my eyes
I remember the past of my life
And fear
Fire
Fire
Captured by the spell of hell
And while it rhymes so well
There's nobody I can tell
Who likes burning in the fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
to laugh
I fear I'm apt to make a compromise
Try to reassure myself
My head must need some exercise
Half past ten in the morning
She just took me by
that you told me now here's your opportunity to show me
Let us sit down by the fire and maybe baby we could even take it higher
I am on fire catch me
here's my life
I wanna be tried by fire
Purified
You take whatever You desire
Lord, here's my life
If Your glory wants to come in
Let it fall, we
pull up with the 9
Pull up with the
Cash in with the ride, tell me when I'm gonna die
Is you even getting high? Could you tell it by the kind
Look,
found the sea
There's just two of us, and it's true of me
And the lost by the society
Had to sacrifice, had to roll the dice
Had to make our way through
Lighting little fires
Lighting little fires
Lighting little fires
Nothing by itself was explosive
Was all the small things you did
Tiny dramas
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