Lyrics:
reach me, baby, by the nearest pay phone
I gotta cross my fingers and pray you'll know
To dial my heart
You can dial it any time
Just dial my heart
Call
They been giving out some love I ain’t tryna give it back
It’s allowed to get a cross when you getting double crossed by your own mans
It’s allowed
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
sweaters, Jesus pieces' gotta do it big (Ha)
Fab said you need a Kim if you want do it big
Niggas want the smoke, I hope out with the cig
I'll wack a nigga
the fees when you're manifesting dreams
I ain't all about the green til it's breezy
Spent so long trying to get all my thoughts out in this song
Guess I'd
You know we back, right?
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream
And I said fifty thousand
I keep that bag in my pants
I said fifty thousand
I need that bitch in advance
I said one hundred thousand
Brevin Kim bouta
discuss statements that's made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy, the music you accuse
like wax
Before the Lord cause He's Holy
And it has to be nothing but pure reverence
By His wisdom and understanding He
Stretched out the heavens
Who can
on my grind
Money and murder, what's all on my mind
You ain't talkin' cheddar, ain't wastin' my time
All you get is dick, ain't wastin' a dime
Said he
I'm covered by the blood it's in my DNA
Jesus Christ is all I need in this life and Maybe his ETA
Early time of arrival
I arrive wit a Bible
They look
He said son them big white fleely clouds ain't nothin' but the cottonfields of the Lord
So after all these years of plantin' and choppin' and pickin'
Who pulled off the four-night attraction
In the middle of Paris Fashion Week
"We organized it in two days, " he said
The student and budding luxury
Richard Mill' gave my wrist frostbite
Stay in the traphouse, trappin' in all white (all white)
Dubai Ferarri, we ain't choppin' at the red light
there.),
Stay there (Stay there) all the time.
I said you never, never cross my mind,
Even though, I find myself crying from time to time.
I don't care
of my Savior's blood
Oh, it was Jesus blood, Jesus blood
Was the cross meant for me
That my Savior carried?
Now I've been made free
By the mercy
at the dock of the bay
Wating for the snow to roll in, split end
It's Kokane a k
A the black hopper
Surrounded by the black teamsters
With triple beamers
Cause
ain't with all of that dumb shit
I don't gang bang
Keep it clean
I still run shit
Yeah
You can never hang with me
Nah
You ain't been fam to me
Nah
You
cross eyed
No I in the cross, so cross I
Saved by grace and saved cos I trust God
From d start to the finish,
High on the cross, yeah you said it was
You picked up your cross
You fought for the lost
Led by your spirit
Annointed to witness
You said your word was the truth
You told me to get up
me, Drake said it the best
He think Drake fucked Kim K, that nigga stressed (He did)
He out here with Donald Trump dick on his breath
You be
feeling it
Bout to fuck the beat up no I am not celibate
Beat is like a piece of meat teeth are all sinking in
Talk it like i flow it all my verses are too
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
bad about all this stuff i did
KW: Mm hmm jK: I guess the first question
I should ask is, who are you wearing?
KW: It's Ralph
JK: Kramden? Lauren?
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