Lyrics:
with a hitta cause she know I'm winnin'
Why he actin', know he cappin', that ain't how he livin'
Out the gate, I state my case to say I'm heavy wit' it
I Love Lucy
We both know it ain’t right that we kick it
But we like it when we kick it
Feels right when we kick it
What we spose’ to do
Called
My DJ cuts material....
Grand imperial.
It's a must that I bust any mic you're hand to me,
It's inherited, it's runs in the family
I wrote
DJ cuts material
Grand imperial.
It's a must that I bust any mic you're hand to me,
It's inherited, it's runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme
lift me up, let me enjoy this high
On Christmas, I'ma buy Omari somethin' that make him cry
Lord knows I'm not perfect but I try to make it right
bout it now, I ain't movin' cluelessly
You better watch what you state, know the power that be makin' it shake
Get demolished aint no blockin' the way,
that shit Ill - shit ill
I know I know that shit Ill - ill
I know I know that shit Ill - ill
I know I know that shit Ill
U ain't gotta catch the train
knows my knees bleed
Pray to God before I sleep
I got money on my mind
Man I gotta get it right
Lord knows Lord knows
Lord knows lord knows
Lord knows my
deliberate.
Steve: 'E made a mistake...
Nicko: Now, I know it ain't deliberate.
Steve: ...for fuck's sake.
Nicko: I didn' know that at the time, right
'm headed for (I hope I'm heading for it)
I'll be right here praying (I'm praying)
My soul you'll forgive
Just God and my gospel
That's all I need to live
the motor out a 'Vette, put it in a Chevelle (switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from
par
I been drinking Christmas
That’s green and Wock' mixed up
All star on electric Tesla, I'm on
I ran that shit right up
I had four cars and I didn’t
right now I'm caught up
Instead of leaving, I know that you'll be right by my side
And you'll make a way (Oh) just have your way
Lord I'm trying
me on
Lord I'm tired and I can't go on
Lord take my hand and lead me on
Lord I'm tired and I can't go on
Why is that that I know right from wrong, but
stopped, that's by any means
I just want the bread like a grocery store section
I'm a run it up, came through with a mob of hecklers, yeah
We worked
So I sold it for the kid, know what I'm sayin'?
Right here, white top, yo, yo, hold on
I'ma go talk to this cat
Yo, kid, what up Sparks? What up?
So I sold it for the kid, know what I'm sayin'?
Right here, white top, yo, yo, hold on
I'ma go talk to this cat
Yo, kid, what up Sparks? What up?
faith as I fight fear
Avoiding the drugs keep mind clear
Don’t know if I’m living it right
Lord tell me now please just make all the signs clear
I-I need
and the Lord taketh away
Please Lord Jesus I wish you'd taketh away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespectin the House of God with that thing on
It don't even look
that we need more
Right now, right now, right now
I know it's been a long, long
It's been a long, long time
A long time, I know it's been a long, long
But I will talk your ass to death 'bout how I made six figures (let's talk about it)
And as far as the ones left, ain't that many real niggas (not
cuts material....
Grand imperial.
It's a must that I bust any mic you're hand to me,
It's inherited, it's runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that
Okay, Ha, Ah, Ah, Yea, Ah, Haa
Okay, I'm ready
Listen
Maybe it's time to stop lookin'
Cause things ain't really what they seem
Maybe it's time
the afternoon it's gone
I know I fucked up I ain't got no self control
But I need all that and some more
I see hell behind the door
Do it how I wanna
Give a fuck
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