Lyrics:
price
Confirmed by that old shoe
It's more than just an old shoe
It's a token of his grace
Reminding her of his great love
And the price that her redeemer
have cane
Crack house for my birthday
The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police
In a rage he lived but he payed the price
Caught with
Tour around, go full circle, the map
Go by me, I can leave five in the trap
Word to the East End, that's subliminal death
Slap back your old tattoo, gun
Your friends told you no
And now you hit the low
You don't need to live like this anymore just take my hand and
Break free now
He's giving you nothing
hope
Then he quickly ran off not before he left a note saying
We in this MothaFucka by ourself
Hustle hard nigga till you get your wealth
If you gonna
Now I am writing this song baby girl, hope you understand
I am sitting reminiscing, missing the old days, missing our old ways
I didn't play my part so
Talkin bout problems my list gettin long
Losing my voice everytime I make songs
Try talkin to God but he's to hard to call
Tried talkin to God but he's
a question
Product of my surroundings, click clack from downing
All they know is he missing when niggas ain't never found him
Assaulting and stealing yet, I
a question
Product of my surroundings, click clack from downing
All they know is he missing when niggas ain't never found him
Assaulting and stealing yet, I
I cross the Green Mountain
I sit by the stream
Heaven blazing in my head I
I dreamt a monsterous dream
Something came up
Out of the sea
Swept through
and he moved Some my brothers
I say protect me danger he removed me from Others
I say make a path for me and he put me on the road to success
Without
my skin gets torn
And I was born within a Gemini astrology
I'm in the hood and boys see
The two sides of me
That's why he said where there's
A will
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
this cash
Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back
Chorus:
(Nature)
I
Gotta get this shit off my chest it’s growing old on me (on me)
Let me get this shit off my chest my nigga told on me (on me)
Can’t get that shit
LOVE SONG
Verse One
He is the rose of Sharon
He is the lilly of the valley
He brings me to the banquet hall
So everyone can see how much He loves
Last year on third of march he went, went far away
He thought he was alone but it shouldn't be the way
He traveled across the country in his old blue
And when you're getting old
Will his love still grow
I just wonder
Is he the one
For a while
I've been thinking about my life
Is there no way out
How many
Fuck niggas they be lying in they rhymes
He did the crime but he's scared to do the time
Loose changes niggas on the street dropping dimes
Loose
gummit, who is he and what is he to you?
Something in my heart and in your eyes
Tells me that he's not someone passin' by
And when you cleared your throat
you'll picture me in all my jewels
It was shortly after then that I ran into another man
And I asked him the same question I asked you
But now he he
can't slow down
No regrets, I did my best
Born to run
In time you'll see
What the good lord's done, done for me
The old man, he passed away
Old friends say I'm getting big
Going out to eat that'll make my day
We about to be super seniors, tell that to Monet
Life is good so as vengeance
Don't
agree
Don't answer calls that I receive
Too busy smoking on this tree
I take one hit then feel relief
I lost my path then found belief
I told you wait one
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