Lyrics:
gotta repent
Yeah It feel like Attack On Titan
The way i be slaying these giants
When i get home my wifey she asking me how does she look in em jeans
I
thrive on precision you're high off wisdom
Yes I am a Christian, I make niggaz listen
how my intermission one time found it's way in prison
cuz I don't act
Live it up written
by Creedence Johnson
Creedence johnson on vocals and guitar.
Josh Johnson on guitar
Nicotine and pain medication
Got my
On a Mississippi mornin'
My dad yelled out a warnin'
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon
And on my way on down the field
As I passed Old
on the roof.
An' if you see a woman in a moo-moo,
Readin' Tarot cards an' palms down by the road.
That's how you know; that's how you know,
You're in my
there's more back home anyhow
John asked, "Where you from my friend?"
He said "The greatest place on earth."
And then he started showing photographs
at the people
While I play to look away
Staring at the seats emptying
I feel the loneliness begin
Tryna understand why my mind feels this way
Workin so hard these
To free my mind, and dive so deep, all I need, is to reach that reef
They put Chemicals, in your Cannabis, This home grown, organic piff
We strengthen our
you can’t ride my wave
Nook ain’t give up on me J ain’t give up on me
I was in the trenches Trappin by my lonely I AINT have shit But I got my muscle
home
Strzelaniny gangi zdrady no i pościg ziom
W tym mieście gra nie jest najprostszą
Jeden fałszywy ruch i spadasz na dno
Więc uważaj gdzie nogi
Johnson County Correctional
Alot went wrong I thought that I could correct it though
Lil Bro'nem in a foster home
Just hate they had to go through what I
on the ZYN shit
Zendaya is my ZYN supplier
Got me buzzed up
She my ZYNDcYc
I aspire to be way higher
Three 6 maf I stay way flyer
I don't wanna smoke shit
I
Mr Johnson living free cause that's The way he lived
Granddaddy died alone and that shit Hurt me to this day
When mama called my phone she Told me
perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
From Bel-Air shopping center just for stoppin' in there
From the black side all the way
straw
Tomorrow I make my way alone
All my ambitions have made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My
Let's dance! Uh
(Yes ma'am
Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance?
Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight.
Where we going?
I'll
Johnson
You're wearing your dresses way too high
And it's reported you've been drinkin'
And a runnin' 'round with men and goin' wild"
"And we don't
shawty facetime me ambitionz on my way
Sippin champagne bitch im Smokin In a sporty lay
This aint dirty look the cleanless of the Blackgreens J's
All i
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Another Angel by the name
Another step out of the game
J'attends patiemment mon tour
Me faire emporter par la Wave
D'la question j'ai fait le tour
Je
Suck my dick on my way up
Postman think my name's Johnson
Suck my dick on my way up
If I was a baller, I'd be Matt Bonner
Suck my dick on my way up
Got
on that old mans list
And half way home he was shaking his fist
Cussing that cloud of dust and boys like us
Boys like us are misunderstood
A little
communion, might smoke on some gas
But if she hold my hand, I'mma nut way too fast
Not a tongue, but I might hit a lick
And I took your girl's nipples and I
on that Chronic, Boi you where I got it
This that J.O.G. prescribed to me by the doc from the street
Not Dr. Dre, he make my day and cool like cube
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