Lyrics:
the Lord
Cadillacs, 4x4s
It's the city of music
I am a pilgrim in this land
Mother Maybelle take my hand
It's alright, I'm with the band
It's the city
WITH CHA,
2. TAKE YA TO THE ROOM AND LET THAT
3. WATER FLOW, FLOW,FLOW,FLOW,LET IT FLOW
4. MAKE LOVE LIKE IT MADE FOR IT, I DONT WANNA WAIT FOR IT
By the age of 15 in 2014
I was rapping to my phone, listening to beats
Recording songs on SoundCloud doing "One Takes"
And if I messed up, I'ma do
it by design
Side step over thirty that's a swish every time
Watch these words dribble when my last name on the line
You know me
Had to do that for
Let my music take you high-e-i
Lay back kick it and enjoy the ride
And move that body from side to side
Hypnotized by a motherfucker puttin it down
She was 9 months pregnant when we went to sleep that night
And at 11:20 pm I was awoke
She was headed for the bathroom when she shouted out to me
and you we a group but we one deep
You know I'm sweet on you honey
My heart has a party
It jump for you Mami
Don't need but you want me so
I ain't got no
up my heart, showed you what I had inside
An ocean full of truth, too deep for the lies
Ya made it to the pain, had to swim through the pride
shinin' up my reptiles
Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by four P.M.
Call me Los Kevorkian
[Chorus (Ayana M.):]
Some do
are in trance, breakin in cold sweat
When I snap my fingers you shall all snap out of it
I'm elevated, the greatness I've created
And I want to thank
I was not good to go!
...
Oh!
We got married!
Two days later, we got married and everything was cool...
...for about four years
And that's when
This out to my Dawgs
5 by 4 yeah we our own boss yeah
I write my own bars
Dreaming bout life I be looking to the stars yh
I be Looking to the stars
loves company I say if you don't like my music don't pump me
You can't take my joy away
I see you analyzing every word I say
In the end you can't hate me
positive when niggas bother me
I'ma be viciously blunt with you bitches
I wish that a nigga would fuck with my business
I don't get offended...I just get
give me a call back
At the number you've got for me on file already
Uh, just let me know
Thank you, bye
My horizons turn pink as my eyelids close tighter
the four pm jet set
Bad head
Bad high
Booze heart, Vicodin mind
So they're sending in a priest
And by the grace of god
I'll see the sunrise
I'll see
along the page.
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
IV. Seasons Of Man
this ain't for you it's for the thugs, honey
Ayo, my shit's the truth, hunnid fifty proof no question
Parental discretion advised, keep out the eyes
Dorrough Music trunk pop
His without the rooftop the last not
Got the designer shoes on my feat yeah
4 grams in my sweet yeah
It's funny how we broke
spent decades seekin' fame
And fortune hopin' that a proper portion would contain
The sadness in my eyes, remember when I came
In this music business,
got a call from Mama
Auntie passed, it's raining
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying
Raw papers blazing
Humbly patient this what I live by
on that)
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
fault my heart is broken angry words that we have spoken
I'm so sorry now for I have seen the light
Humbly hope that you still love me for I swear by
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