Lyrics:
Before you come through, I beg you grab man some Rizla
I'm waitin' by the door, that's 'cause I miss ya
Confiscate your phone, why you always on Insta?
on a sword
Writes a prayer on some paper and then he nails it to the door
Just the good of you may enter by the mercy of the lord
Listen not to what he
and Tan
Repping two flags, call me Grand Prix
Take you back to playschool, a b c
Chillin in the North like the Baltic Sea
Open all the doors with the Master
gonna cock it
Boys got rich like a firehouse
Pigs come through put the fire out
32 Zel 'bout to ball out
I'm the name yo bitch wanna call out
So how in
When the phosphenes are brighter than they should be
And the wood feels hard but I know it's cracked
When the door stops creaking, cause it ain't
I see the light under door
I've had to settle the score
More of my heart I ignore
I know I could give you more
I know the ball in my court
I don't
Who's at the door now?
Who's at the door now?
Sun goes down, windows wide
One step closer to the other side
I can feel what others do
Can't
to be
The shadow on your wall
I'd like to be
Busy making music and moonlight by the door
Waitin' by
Waitin' by the door
Waitin' by the door
Until that
You left me standing by the door
You left me standing by the door
I know troubles won't last too long
But give me the strength and courage
To carry
He'll open doors
(I know He will He said He will)
He'll open doors
(We can't go by what we see)
He'll open doors
(Oooh Jesus will open)
He'll open doors
looked twice at you
If I would've knew the girl next door
Would've been you
I probably would've shared my grub
Depending on how close we was
By now we
it back
I'm headed out the back door with force like Ivan Drago
Hitters sliding in the 4 door, pop pills it make them loco
I been talk about by family
Yeah
She was the girl next door
She was the girl next door, yeah
Type of girl that wanna get high, wanna go for a ride
Told her anytime you need
darkness
You should always know I'll be
Sittin' by heaven's door (Mmmmm mm mm)
Waiting for you to come home (I'm waiting on you to come back home, my
A can of meat sauce rests on the wall outside my door
The doors of Hell are open
It's cooked out from the guts of a thousand souls and more
The Devil
looked twice at you
If I would've knew the girl next door
Would've been you
I probably would've shared my grub
Depending on how close we was
By now we
talk my shit until they knock on my door at three in the morn
Gun to the window like Malcolm if they want war
If they want war I got plenty in store
Pen
Get to close the door
Get to close the door
Get to close the door
Get to close the door
Don't forget to close the door
Get to close the door
Don't
With a knock on the door, knock on the door.
Here they come to take one more,
One more.
Back in the days of the Roman Empire,
They died by
Lambo doors, she ain't ever seen before
Top floor in condos
Pull up wearin' red rose gold
Pourin' lean by the 4, bad bitches at my show
Turn up, turn
time he walk by the door
Check the lock every time he walk by the door
Check the lock every time he walk by the door
He run the motherfucking city
That won't ever end
Two doors down there's a barstool
That knows me by name
And we sit there together
And wait for you
Two doors down there's
I’ve never wanted to get punched in the face more
Than these last couple weeks on your front porch
By your front door, on your door step
Are you home
the ties
But you need to find yourself alone
Heaven you can wait I'm blocking the door
Heaven you can wait I'm blocking the door
Heaven you can wait I'm
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