Lyrics:
by my own screams
Lucifer masturbated in my dreams
It means somebody's gonna get fucked
In the worst way and none of y'all hoes
Is touchin' my wordplay
his friend is giving a sign by flashing light
Mason steps out, got his strap out ready bash in, he is getting in
5 feds waiting in there, gave it away
tonight, hold on
Real tight if you love
Somebody tonight, hold on
Hold on hold on tonight
You know
It's so interesting cause they're trying to
Make me, like
Let's find our way to the rescue tonight
Take my hand, somehow we're gonna make it, lead me to the light
Whatever kind of love you think you'll
the same
First we're both down to play then somehow you go astray
We went from nothing to something liking to loving
It was us against the world now we
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I
Alright my king
Lord and friend that's whom you're to me
Shout it loud to kING of kings
And LORD of Lords
Shoo ebaa ul
Ona na na na na na nah
O
here making money, yeah
Then I had to change up my whole life,
I'm out here rolling with the King of kings
I figured out I'm royalty, adopted by Elohim
I
falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me
SICK
BEAT RIDE IT LIKE A WHIP
KNOW WE BLOWIN' BY THE ZIP
TELL EM' LIGHT THAT SHIT
NO SWITCHING I'M A STICK
TO THE SCRIPT LIKE THIS
ON MY SOUTH EAST SHIT
be a day
My tracks make a million
Bow to the king while I make a beat
It'll take like three so have yourself a seat
And let me show you why no one can
like
You pulling a fast one
Somehow I got away from the last one
Now she want the secrets on why it soo blessed
Made vows to the lord I won't pass one
I
up then bolt you out the motherfuckin' sky
You gon' meet your fuckin maker see the devil passing by
You gon' meet the fuckin Albert imma make you
make it at the polls
And we're gonna follow what they say
And it's OK
Because if your guy loses
He's gonna be on One America News Network
And if
to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and bake me
Proving
or sittin' in a penitentiary
And tell the judge he can go to hell for the sentence
And it probably make no sense to you but listen to the history:
The new
an open book
Eyes closed felt hurt like I've been touched by an oven crook
No matter how much that I grow it only seems
My word is getting smaller and my
the past
I wear my heart on my sleeve and hope I don't crash
I'm going too fast
I'm trying make it out
Whole lot of pain in my heart that I can cry about
Bess believe It's gonna happen, boi
The shit go stupid
I see the future
Im dreamin lucid
Can't get the plays
But continue to make this music
By
attention, you're the talk of
In this wild world, we gonna ignite
For the chin sloth's love, we keep it burning bright
We stand together, side by side
cheetahs
Lion's Teeth
Caps is coming off
They knees
We king of the league
Sun god wide receiver 1
Sacks by cidan Hutchinson
4 quarters until its done
King
and wonder
Why when they jump in they hit their feet
Staying quiet don't make you smart it makes you obsolete
Pretending to be happy while working
Only gives
unfiltered
Frat Albert likes the Beasties, he puts on the illness
Drinkin' warm beer we don't wait for the chillness
Bein' funny we could prolly make some
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