Lyrics:
But was all in good intention
That he went and undermined
We need an Iron Fist
Some discipline to set things right
A weak slap on the wrist won't
Keep
been poor white trash, but anyway
Everyday the black man would ask him to spare change
But at him, the white man would stare strange
So the black man
the way
She gon' bust it down for me like I was Blueface (Thotiana)
I don't need her I just want her to let me in your residence
So I can get this safe
Good
received a call from an interviewer
Told me that I'm needed by tomorrow
I was so excited that soon I'll live my dream as an author
The interview went good
gave him a job
So he Uber using my name and still be on block
Mom picked up a third job
Pay the mortgage on time
Team looking good but we started
Uhh
Hold up
Comin' down
Hold up
Smoke somethin'
Lately he been flippin' and, stayin' on the grind
Tellin' you that you fine, but he ain't
(color him love)
He's just been so good to me (color him father)
I know I've got to color him love (color him love)
I'm gonna color him father (color
away games
Then we got closer, while he was miles away
You know what it is, white wine
She do hair makeup so she was groomed well
Love is in the air
here
I've been everywhere, once again pulled off a lot
Ain't no chance you could step on this level
Stood by my Ace and was ready to check
Played
up four wheel drive
I need you by my side
Your eyes were calling, you look so good in my heart I'm fallen
I stood up, cause I had to say
hadda learn that the good times come and they go
I used to just get high when I felt low
I used to just get by and have no hope
I used to... forget
money on his head he got killed by his bro
Gotta get to this bag then we up on da road
If da money keep calling we get it and go
Smell goods that lotion
of his environment
Plotting on a way to let out his anger he been staying silent (On the hush)
Never taught how to control his emotions so he resorting
request
He's not asking for himself, he's asking for Klal yisroel
People have been focused on this goal, working hard to make it happen
And since then
diamonds
Had to start singing cause I'm
Too good at rhy-rhy-rhyming
I've been in it from independent to major
The rap savior
The flavor that everybody need
What's playin' at The Roxy?
I'll tell ya what's playin' at The Roxy.
A picture about a Minnesota man
So in love with a Mississippi girl
That he
back
To the lifestyle that you was in
If you know the goodness of God man
He's ways are so good man
All the mountain and all things sing song to praise
back at the patterns how I ended up where I am
Begin to realize it's been multiples roles that I have adopted for stage
To get by and survive
As if - I
me time
I think I'm getting by just fine
Every time that I tell myself I'm fine just so that I can hear it
Every time I that say it, I-Ronically begin
the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me
(And I) I know my business, so my sins great
(And I) I thank the hood for all the love they
That picture hangin' on the wall
Was painted by a friend
He gave it to me all down and out
When he owed me ten
Now it doesn't look like much i
I've been geeked up and I've been taking molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got
tax return and shot it
So they were there to treat me to a good old fashioned audit
They were disappointed by the way I disregard instructions
So right
stardust
It's chock full of trauma from the scars of those dark cuts
But wait, I've got so much to be thankful for
But I've been stressin' over the negative
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