Lyrics:
In the hype and the likes
Keep your eyes on Christ
He's glorified through my life
Plenty oil in my lamp
He's returning
Like a thief in the night
So i
Hold Up!
Woo, Woo
Yea
She like Disney, without the isney
She said quickly, just put it in me
Make her sing Whitney, rub the lamp swiftly
Sweetie I'm
a field, hoping to find some soil
He dug and he dug and, what do you think?
Oil, oil, oil
The money rolled in and I rolled out
With a fortune piled so
Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man
Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can
I need to snap I need to chat I need your constant validation give me a smile give me a wink give me your endless admiration that my creation in
my good oh - be bursting my brain oh.
Jehovah God
I say this kinda love I never see oh
You give me joy over load oh
Now you got me shouting oh my God
(Emotion)
Get inside, look in my eyes and show me emotion (emotion)
If you can't give me love, you can give me emotion (emotion)
(Emotion, emotion)
on the weekends
caged up for weeks
find God in my thoughts
elevator with keys
give up for me
give up for me
lay down
lay low
and float
big bean bags
the greatest minds
We ever had in time were crazy too
I turn on my lamp
Enlighten you even if you're frightened to
I'll sensei that ass you can
Get to riping
[Twista:]
Girl u remind me of my jeep and my s5
First I was on top of you now u sayin lets ride
Freakin yo body so good I give you wet thighs
When we get
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
buss downs sparklin' like foil
And the coke got me sweatin', keep a towel on my shoulder
Like I used to coach the Georgetown Hoyas
I would walk down
a hundred handin' me my c-notes
The modern-day Gambino
I'm careful every step I take
You the nigga walk up in a shootout with some pepper spray
That'd be
a hundred handin' me my c-notes
The modern-day Gambino
I'm careful every step I take
You the nigga walk up in a shootout with some pepper spray
That'd be
over me
You fill my lamp with oil
Forcing darkness to flee
When my world is shaken
You're the rock I put my faith in
You will always be my God
I lay
we are having, but it gives me such a pain,
I've brought my umbrella so of course it doesn't rain!
Well, hey'ho!
That's life!
What's new?
How's
A calm voice said pull up to that bay door
Pulled in and got asked in different ways if I could pay more
For things that they could give me
I told them nah
the weed
Patrick had the studio dorm room next to me
I freestyled over his beats
My nigga Keys transferred in from Tennessee
He's a receiver, I played DB
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
of a trumpet, said to me
Come up to my side
And all at once I was in a trance
And saw where a throne stood in heaven
And one sat there enthroned
He who sat
Fake my death
Like Machiavelli
Stress got me
Feeling heavy
Anhedonia
Got the room spinning!
Finding pleasure
In pain
Who am I
Stalin or Lenin?
Now when I
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