Lyrics:
the opps
Ayy, walking shit down, you know how we do it
Nigga, hollin' "it's beef", let's get straight to it
Come down the street, we gon' Swiss chesse
belong to you
Here comes mercy, here comes grace
There goes sin and there goes shame
I am alive by faith, in the power of your name
Jesus, you are my
drank my first beer
It's where I found Jesus
Where I wrecked my first car
I tore it all to pieces
I learned the path to heaven
Is full of sinners
(I was chillin' by my lonely)
I was chillin' by my lonely, I was chillin' on my own
Now you stuck with all these phonies, can't believe I let you go
my Nefa Teenie
Tell me what you say to that
I be coming home from work sayin' where my ol' lady at
And you come runnin' from the back room
Come on almost there
Back to the place
I come back home
Home again
It's been a long time
Die Küste ruft die Möwen schreien
Fischbrötchen auf dem
golden streets
It's just a rest stop on the way to where I'll be someday
Up in Heaven, sitting by Jesus' side
Oh, I know there'll come a time to leave
'em in a row
Spot by spot, hit 'em, missed flights, smashed phones
Flew the coup, fuck keeping up with the Jones's
Whether with bros or gunning it alone
be selfish
We Promise
When this life is over
Jesus promises
There will be a home above
Valleys of peace and green
No more suffering
No more aches
be selfish
We Promise
When this life is over
Jesus promises
There will be a home above
Valleys of peace and green
No more suffering
No more aches
Then one day, free of pain
Jesus always comes through in every way
With your wings, you flew away
All along I knew you knew the way
Then Jesus came,
drank my first beer
It's where I found Jesus
Where I wrecked my first car
I tore it all to pieces
I learned the path to heaven
Is full of sinners
fitted
Boy I'm straight snapping
Hi hat, no baseball. Satan straight capping
This a hit, home run we on the way
God's will gone be done
Kingdom come He
wrist, look like a package of piss
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day
They could put it on my wrist,
Affliction shall not rise a second time
No, no, in Jesus' name
Affliction shall not rise a second time
No, no, in Jesus' name
Affliction shall not
Shakin' 'em down and drunk on a holiday.
Dishin' them 'lectric blues in an old school way.
Lucy and Glenda Jones and an old beef bone.
Drinkin'
Pillow fight
Video camera
Nightlight
Now we hooked up once
We've hooked up thrice
You've slept left side
And I've slept right
And we meet by
Do you think of the cross on which Jesus died
Of the blood he shed for you
Are you prepared to meet him in that land of love
By his word are you
And hearing comes by the Word of God
Even Jesus ain't play it safe
Jomo: But Heaven's an amazing place!
Cassidy: Through faith if you believe
Then you'll
they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it ain't never all good
We roll up in backwoods, nigga get to actin' stupid
Get thrown in the back woods
home and I’m gone I might be
Count it up Count it up
Thats on me
Love my God thats Jesus piece
Ima keep flowing and smacking on beats
Big dog let me off
location, undisclosed
Cos I no fit just come this close come jones
No jokes
Dear City don’t you cry
I’ll be going just for a while
I don’t mean to say bye
that it's wrong
Sometimes it's hard to think they not too far gone
Plant a Gospel seed and Jesus bring 'em home
It's out of my hands and I let it be so
I
could achieve this
But I ain't satisfied, when back to my home contemplating
How could I become the next Quincy Jones?
That's when Jerry hit me up
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