Lyrics:
New York to the heart, but got love for all
Lie and die in the fire, where I learned to ball
Uptown is the place where I lay my dome
New York to the heart, but got love for all
Lie and die in the fire, where I learned to ball
Uptown is the place where I lay my dome
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
soul
To Saturn, it doesn't matter how you roll
I'd rather you go
To the cemetery or morgue with 10 or
12 of your boys over hoes, money
Or irrelevant wars
Screaming, calling, bleeding
Anything to feed the fire
And you say that you really don't want it but you need it
Just a little peace of mind
Or just
on, so can you stand the rain?
Showers of bars come from my soul for real, no Candy Rain
Stay in ya lane I stay in my bag like groceries
She’s wetter
Christ is my firm foundation
The rock on which I stand
When everything around me is shaken
I've never been more glad
That I put my faith in Jesus
the fir trees are its house.
The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats;
cnd the rocks for the hyrax.
God appointed the moon for seasons,
cnd
inspired by it
Flow in my blood priceless
Heart of gold selling soul, I'm delighted
Stay bold entertainment they like this
So quiet but I let it be known I
You, you are the one
You, you are the one
You, you are the one
Can you feel it in your soul
Lifted and you're peaking at the sunrise
Rock n roll
my soul
The sound of the drunken revelers broke my heart when time surrendered
I played one note in the sullen light
And hit rock bottom without
Remember that one time I bit you on the arm
I'm just afraid of solitude of being alone
I want to be at your house right now
Make you stand by
to the God of my life
I know that He's the Great Physician
Even though I'm cut by the knife
I say to God, my Rock, who stops the sea
You are the God who sees
Don't throw stones in glass houses (Nah)
And don't throw rocks and black brilliance
I get tonnes of flak, I get millions
Um, that's only matched by
not your ordinary brother
Through you back like a cyber tooth tiger
Born 93
By the sea
Seeing the souls sold
Plundering lands for gold
Finance
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
bam bam bam
The bitch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him automatic fires
in)
I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks (ayy)
And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks (hey)
(Yeah, you already know, ayy)
I'm
heads and, runnin' duckin' Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until
heads and, runnin' duckin' Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until
the back like a crook in the black of the bushes
With the rats, the axe, and the stacks of wood is
By the garage, the Mirage tracks the shadow
My weapon is
Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
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