Lyrics:
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman
Ooh, my soul, I love you
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I
I turn her origami
Love everybody trust nobody
Though my bros sort of got me
All I hide behind my pens caught a body
My art more franco modigliyani
put ten on his chest and then kill me
In church so a nigga be sinner
I be countin' my money, feelin' like I'm a villain
Nigga, she bad, but she not,
to a system where we only have to live on money
But in reality you all need to learn to show love
We all just need to pray
Why not just be happy and not mad
I
For my true love has died today.
I'll die for him tomorrow."
They buried her by the old church tower
Him they lay beside her,
And from her
What kind of world do we live in they say They love God but they glorify sinning
All of the woman they been in All of the money the guap that they
Either you bring it
(We gon' bring it)
Or you can't
Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well what'cha wanna do with
Taid and I'm the cousin
Cousin of TadWad, whatever his name is
I- ah- I- I cry in a corner every single Sunday
I don't go to church, I hate my life
Yo,
a better person
Than judging them by a predicament that you can be in
You my reflection
We one of a kind
It doesn't matter your race in due time
You'll see
Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And b**** if you
daddy come through (true)
And love ain't never have my momma get a roof
Over our head so tell me what a God 'gon do
Listen, block or the church, pick
like they gimme some drugs)
Come take my purse (Come take my wallet)
Spend my money don't stop (Spend the money don't stop)
It's a feeling of love (It's
where's the ice??"
Shit, didn't even get my jock in
'Cause niggaz like Jinx is cock blocking
"Now you know this just don't make NO kind of sense"
granted
I throw away blessings
Wishing I had mansions
Countertops made from granite
Palm trees someone else planted
Cursing his name my life was pitched
the kind folks don't worry
That ain't nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin'
A steel driver's muscle I intend"
Captain, tell the people,
a nigga doing his math preach
Tryna work my way out of depression
Tryna free my people from oppression
Black on black crime is truly the worst kind
Momma
that's been proved to you!
There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
melanated man, woman, or child is safe from we must protect ourselves our woman and our children by any means necessary it's time to stand up
verse1: they
Hush be quiet
Don't hurt em
Watch what they do for the dollar
When you get the guala my nigga it might blow your mind
I used to sleep at the church
church hymn
Amen
You love me just the way I am
Lead me to the promised land
You're my sweet, by and by
You soothe my soul like an ol' church hymn
I do it for you
I don't want a single thing
I don't want a single thing
Ain't got no kind of angle
I ain't tryna play
You ain't gotta know my name
You
of man do you fear
Is it the kind who has his pants a Lil low
Walks a Lil slow and has a skin tone different than your own
Or is it the cop who pulled you
that's been proved to you!
There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
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