Lyrics:
it like an arcade
This life is a reverse Noah game no arch aids
On Marcus Garvey's mind state in my heart I got dark place
Father left me inside
We put in some work
I get Tom Ford
We made it on God
Omo no be by talk
No be by talk (No be by talk no be by talk)
I'm chasing my bag I'm never letting
a stumbling saint
Still I'm never alone, He's alive in my bones
The ghost of God sanctifies
Day by day by day, day by day by day
Day by day by day
What I once
Could of been a dui
I dodge some prison time
The undercover kept cruising by
Luck was on my side that night
Several times could of been in a cell
Heard
a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope,
Into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt,
Cross the border in
will divine
In verse 2 they found a donkey and a colt tied
Just like He told em, had my doubts but He ain't never lied
Holy Spirit by the ruach, I been
heard a noise
And as he turned his head
Well, the bullet killed him dead
Fired by Bob Ford, one of the boys
Poor Jesse had a wife
She lived
and
Dem boyz n the hood
Figure one day will
Make it out Da field
Nations Ford baby
I just wanna stay real
So much love in da city
Land of da gritty
right by my side but I'm on call with Omar (aye, yuh)
Driving in a fast car
Drive it like it's Nascar (nascar, nascar)
Run the money up, run the money up,
Hello, world, hi
I would like to welcome you to the Migos show, y'know?
It's a day of life, my life, of course
All my niggas made for it (made)
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
me
Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street
Stayin' solar, deadly vengeance with a crowbar
It's like the dreads worshipin
turn it up up up up up turn it up up up
I remember them days when my mama will tell me
Saying you're to busy running round
You need to calm down always
nigga fuckin' no Bill Cosby
Samsung, champagne spillin' on it beside me
Laced in Tom Ford, hard bottoms in the lobby
I missed the Met Gala, eatin'
the brilliant idea one day
To take all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world
And string 'em together to make this song right here
'The Bluegrass Widow'
the quarter
Ounces of weed go by the 16
I can even get the water
Trappin and rappin
I make the funds become legit
Master P in this hoe
Bout it bout it
Make 'em
are we
I need you by my side
Like all the f*cking time
Miss you all the time
And I need you in this life
I think you're so cute
I want you to come have
Bathing Apes
And ain't nobody tryin' to take Beyonce from Jay
But I know a bitch named Superhead he fucked back in the day
The things niggas do when pussy
conflicting questions rise
Around in my brain
Should I order cynanide or order champagne?
Oh, what is this sudden jolt?
I feel like a frightened colt
Just hit
the goof, for my mind to ease
All these pretty hoes tryna get a kiss
I'm living life I chose and I can't believe
I put you nearly in my side never leave ya
named Superhead he *** back in the day
The things *** do when *** sittin' on they face
Stabbed Un in the stomach
She must have had a *** like Wonder
I'm so clean
Truck sitting High
Looking at me
When I ride by
Smoke my weed
Light that fire
Like Afroman like colt 45
Want to live this life ,
You gotta be day one, no less (hey)
Got camera surveillance, 'cause all of us made it
The mansion is gated (mansion is gated)
We coke all the yetis
of poetic-genius DNA 716 in my DNA
Every day, make money and pray
Holy Father, he said, "Pay attention"
Uncle Stevie got his throat slit ear to ear
Word to life
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