Lyrics:
You ain't never count paper 'til your thumbs hurt
You ain't never had to make do wit' bum work
Shit ain't comin' back, you get delirious
It's
You ain't never count paper 'til your thumbs hurt
You ain't never had to make do wit' bum work
Shit ain't comin' back, you get delirious
It's
of an elite group of people
(Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble
What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow
While some chose to borrow
Brothers are
and yelled "Dawg they sold me a 40"
Yeah, you know that I was the man
Buying the contraband with a fake ass hologram
No more looking for bums, standing in
riding solo
Shooters on the roof
Them white boys, they Kyle Korver, snipe
Kush, blowing it like the way I want
Young nigga, sauce drippin'
You know I
has amassed great wealth from the commodification of
black culture and exploitation of its black workers.
I am offering
The white workers
my mind was I had to face all my enemies
Live to eternity, let it be
Written by: Ti-Quan Woodley
Written by: Tony White
Written by: Tyerell Hilton
is at an end. With
the blessings of the elders we began our journey beyond the great veil of
shadowed glaciers... They spoke of a prophecy foretold,
Kill or be killed
Yeah my life is pretty great
You think You got what it takes
To survive in this game
All these rappers tryna fake it
But I know I'm
right
You can't depend on nobody else
This is the mixtape
I'm gonna have to put up for sale
Cause it's just too great
I may not have to keep stockin'
knew how to sail across the sea.
One day she went for a journey,
On his great boat with big white sails.
It had already lived well, but had never ceased
when he doin' right
The Dream died on a balcony
Standin' at a hotel
Now niggas whippin' coke gel and a O tale
We desegregated - put black with the white
the black lands
The violent day runs wild
And the black and white minstrels run through the crazy
Alleys while the cops go booking
And ruthless toothless
Yeshua saved me white linen I'm clothed
I got my finger to the sky praising yah, hallelujah
I was saved by the fringes of yahusha
Ya'll denying Christ
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah
Cocaine, dressed in all white
You fresh as me? Never in yo life
Run the check, or go and mind yo business
Can't even
lil' white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin' committed by white people
So why the fuck police still shootin' up my people?
I am called to do great things
I am call to be a king
I am a king
I am a king
Yes I am a king
Walk by faith and not by sight
I can do anything
I am
it by myself, yeah
I'm too high I cant see straight
I always knew I would be great, yeah
Now look at me, yeah mom look at me
Fuck making friends i'm
got you leaking like a brake pipe
Swimming in your sea, just like a diver
I'm in it, just creeping like a Great White
And I might fuck you in your
I'm in a race all by myself
A bunch of me's in the stance
Running out of love for these niggas
Like a hole in my chest
Fucking up a check once again
White
Naw duke
My passport tatted
2020 Plans put on stand by cause the pandemic
Damn damn...
Mite just hold up in cabin
Out in Utah where isolation is
City
You have forgotten me, I have been tied to another world that has already been lost
2 Worlds tied by our memories, as you remember me everything you
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
goodbyes
So so long
So so long
So so long
Now
No more white lies
You used to be the one true thing in my world
You told me that you loved me
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