Lyrics:
divided by circle
Inside of a cypher of circles like vesica piscis I merge you, the cycles converge you
When God used his joystick to guide me,
He played
kin's worth
I don't buy the cave's man excuse
Lord, absolve me for my sins
Please forgive me for my setbacks
Oversee my shortcomings
Make me whole
Nikes, by the caseload
But still good to fuck with a Becky like John Stamos
Taught to know that the rule of thumb was innuendos
And to slay the box
ain't no God, and a whole lot of pride
It might be a homicide, so let the drama slide
We don't want no problems, B
Get your name in the obituary column
Army green eyes with
ColecoVision bash casually
While punks jump up and jeopardize
My head banger reality (ah) godzilla jook
Red five minus the whiny
I catch him (on life)
He got locked up by the grace of God, if they let him out I'm gettin' at him (ain't forget)
Ay, fuck Moneybagg Yo, he a ho, he
a pegleg forever
I'm on the bum where the hobos run
The air breaks with filthy chatter
Oh I don't care there's no place there, don't think it matters
a pegleg forever
I'm on the bum where the hobos run
The air breaks with filthy chatter
Oh I don't care there's no place there, don't think it matters
the grass
Watching out for the locusts
Granny said God chose us
Gotta move her off Posa
I don't need to roll blunts
But I can smoke when I want
My battery in
from her
I'm not no gangsta (ayy), I ain't no killa, I ain't no crook
But I ain't pussy (swear to god), and I ain't playying by the book
Don't you
decisions ask God for forgiveness
His love is authentic yo soul he's defendin'
He's callin' you listen you payin' attention?
Distracted by the world
by the fog
And Donnie I ain't forgot you, ain't a damn thang changed
It's SK to the death, I'm still repping the game
So I'ma ride for the team, when I
the comments, a grown up
Your message regarded as don't trust
My market is hoe-some
Money been the motive for no one
I swear to god none of you niggas fuckin'
the drugs, all right
I love my life
When I put it down, I'm so cold, so come up, take note:
This Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls
You don't want to miss
you in your loose lips for popping off at the gums
Like a packet of Eclipse
Dawg you slipped for not recognizing YOD was god since we used to boost
over by the curb
I don't do no in and outs
Can't vouch for whatchu heard
Niggas thorough round here
33 and a third, time is ours this year
3PEAT, repeat,
If u were gone
Lord I pray to my gods
I wished there was a plight
Afterlife
All we know
It is not under control
I don't even want to know
Nevertheless, I always tried to lead with love
That's all that any father can do.
As the years went by we had our differences,
But then who doesn't
Even if
Came up from the bottom
Found a way to reach the stardom
But I don't ever think about it
Tell the labels all I want from them is money to construct
By god above I don't fuck with no devil
Lord please forgive me for this very level
Of my impulsiveness hoping this open your eyes to see that I'm
Alright homie ima catch you tomorrow though
Nah I'm just chilling and plus I ain't tryna get whooped by my momma bro
Alright but first ima stop
we all covered by God
Cause lord we still sinning
And winning is getting hard
They coming with rackettering
My niggas is getting charged
Them bars is
we all covered by God
Cause lord we still sinning
And winning is getting hard
They coming with rackettering
My niggas is getting charged
Them bars is
feed the poor, I kill the meat
The meat is yours
So eat some more
I send the weak
To meet the Lord
I kill the meek
So what do we have a reaper for?
God
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