Lyrics:
Won't sell my gold, still own my soul
My phone still on
I'm trapping again
Back in the streets, hoe I never give in
Run through yo' city die tryna get
on my prey
So pray I ain't hunting on your ass today like be afraid
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
Through it all, by the grace of God
[Brian Johnson:]
When breath grows still and night draws near
I will not be afraid
I know the plans He has for me
Don
it flow soul glow curly fro but I
Still don't know how to let my feelings show I'm tryna fix what's broken I
Still got so much to earn but I stand
on my soul it'll be a solar eclipse
I gotta give these haters everything in the clip
They don't wanna see me shine
They don't wanna see me gliss
Ballin in
still
Shady Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, I don't smoke
But I toke enough secondhand to make my fuckin' P.O. Choke
ain't go no gun
But I got my crew
Didn't come for no beef cause I don't eat steak
I got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and gravy
Not covered in
the booth
My soul's out
I think I'm better by myself
Don't need no hoe's now
Brother out there ballin
He da goat now
Feelin up myself
Now you know
That shawty
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
with no one to save. Hey, won't you be naked for me? Hey,
won't you be naked for me? It goes:
Please don't pass me by,
oh please don't pass me by
soldiers that don't fold
Chased by bitches with no soul
Hit them and let them go
I see the hate in your eyes til they closed
What you got should be mine
life
Smoking on cooks
So I stay sane no lie
Baby don't ask me why
Love all them real niggas by my side
They by my side
Really on a milli
But Know I'll
block up hold that
And I be running from these spirits but these demons on my ass
I got loud inside my lungs I got henny in my glass and
I don't know
by faith
Not by sight
They ask me
Why do you believe
I cant see the air
But I still breathe
I felt the HOLY SPIRIT
And done faced deceit
GOD can't even
about exposure?
Nigga! you really must be mental
Like you don't know the price of dollar
Run my guala before I para
Yeah! We're the pride of this Africa
and confessions
Though I can't put the blame on you for my angst and depression
You put the dagger through my soul
I been wounded by your transgressions
Count
years
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears
Thugged out baby!
We don't shed tears we shed blood
Do you still want to be a thug? Huh? What?
We don
years
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears
Thugged out baby!
We don't shed tears we shed blood
Do you still want to be a thug? Huh? What?
We don
need
As long as I got my soul n me
That's all I need
I like to take it day by day
Can't be the beholder of what yesterday weighs
So imma hold
still real
Look
Look look
Look deep in my eyes and see my soul
I got info that'll never be TOLD
I got burdens i carry on my shoulders
Been through hell
by the Spirit
So I changed my life quick
But I still fall dawg
Yeah I still struggle
Walking out my faith
Is a everyday hustle
So I'm on that Holy
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know
ain't go no gun
But I got my crew
Didn't come fro no beef cause I don't eat steak
I got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and gravy
Not covered in
you leave me
Where will I go
If you don't deliver me
Who will deliver me
If you don't save my soul
Who'll save my soul
Nobody has the power
Nobody has
.JPG/222px-Arve_Moen_Bergset_med_Oslo_Filharmonien_(cropped).JPG "Arve Moen Bergset")
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