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exist? But sure I'm the one who kept it on
You sound lethal, I mean it's like I bought you in a shop
You're literally my ghost writer while I'm just

ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums

on the road, I'm still gon' get by
I would jump off a plane just to chill in the sky
Face-to-face with the clouds, lookin' at them in the eye
Yeah, boy you

leave, she give me more than just a, "Miss you" (yeah)
That thing got more back just like my engine, I can hit it (in the back)
Seen a vision in the boy

the depression and all of your shame
All your regrets and all of your sin
Man it gotta leave at the sound of his name

I was in love with my sin
Turned to God

here today
What would you say
Oh I´ll see you in heaven on judgement day
Did you love
Did you forgive
Did you obey
Did you follow Jesus with faith
Did

You tend to carry
Whatever cemetery they put me
In when I'm buried
Just know I came out on top, missionary
Drop jewels like my chain broke
And I spit

Wake up alone by 2 in the morn' like damn, Hagon
Careful what you ask for cause you just might get it
And once I came would you swallow or spit it
I

presumptuous or anything
Like I don't know if you even want to have sex with me yet
So anyway, now it's all right here in this stupid ass track
That has gone

and cuddley
She from DC but she look like a model from LA
She like them Texas boys she be smitten by my southern ways
I be loving it, she rubbin' it
Came from

, we wanna give you gifts
JESUS is the name we unashamedly lift
You're welcomed in
(You're welcomed in)
You're welcomed in come walk in Jehovah
Come,

you bout the marks
He bore on the cross 
Is you bout the marks
He bore on the cross like that

Our Father who art in heaven
How It be Thy Name
Thy

you bout the marks
He bore on the cross 
Is you bout the marks
He bore on the cross like that

Our Father who art in heaven
How It be Thy Name
Thy

on the feet
You can't even catch me
But I'm white like cocaine bro
You can always see me aye
Spitting ak
With my bros in the back
Dropped a mixtape
Had to get

Flex (Yeah flex)
She like the way I'm stepping
Album dropping soon I still got jammers in collections
Headed to the top ain't never stopping living

the towers

A shower of gunshots at Sour

Prof sure could tell by the thug walk

Did you know? Here's something to crunch on
Different typo chappies that burst

I Did It My Way

Jay-Z

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis
Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
We came in this game, not begging niggas

the booth like a pharisee with balled fists 
Till I'm calmed by my faith in Jesus
And my ego is shown for how self righteous it is
You say maybe things can

Everybody say iyo iyo iyo iyo iyo iyo

My album came out and sold like a pure water
Eh dem say Timaya na criminal
Eh dem say make I go sit down for gutter

a slave but he came and set me free
‌Yeah he came and gave his life for me
I was once a slave but he died for me
‌Wana- let you- know that- Jesus Christ is

Brown Paper Bag/Flashing Lights [Remix]

Fat Joe

Drive Slow: The Trap Party

2008

stacks and rubber bands up in that

Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf

Mafia Music

Rick Ross

Mi-Yayo Cash Cartel 2

2009

future in the loops I could pin
Walked out on a gig and I turned to the streets
Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in weeks
I came up wit a strategy

And I spit from the soul, the only way you're gonna feel it
Memories of me getting beat by my dad as a youth
This album represents me, nothing but

all week!
Come by when I see you this weekend
Are we gonna eat?

So then Yesenia walks in the room
(Aha)
She smells sex and cheap perfume
(Oh no)