Lyrics:
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
at the profession, call me James hurt
And I'm the new age Manson, want assertion on a stranger's earth
(He's dead)
Risen by the devil, raised by wolves
The thought
Yeah, yeah, yeah STK
Any day above ground is another marathon
Even if I no dey hold
Me shadda bɛ fa wo sɛ James Bond
Checki me shoe, watch, specs
my hand you niggas can't hold me
Man ima cross all these niggas a nigga act up and I'm shooting like Kobe
I swear you niggas don't know me nigga don't
nigga
Okay, problem solved, I do shit a little different
Talked about behind the back by my own family
But I'm built Ford tough, and I still hold up
a run for it
Well come on, boy, be my cowboy
Keep me by your side all night
Hold me tight like a pearl-handled .45
And just let me be the whiskey
a run for it
Well come on, boy, be my cowboy
Keep me by your side all night
Hold me tight like a pearl-handled .45
And just let me be the whiskey
(Ghosty)
Oh shit is it Ghosty's riddim
Yeah fam, Jme's so sick with it
Yo hold this listen
You know this isn't patterned
Don't let this flow
the G.O.A.T
They call me the G.O.A.T
Peep the position I hold
It's like I went under oath
They call me the G.O.A.T
They call me the G.O.A.T
Peep the position I
She call me a local nigga, I opened a Swiss account
Eisenhower status Etta James on the dash
John Coltrane cruising in the Cadillac
Seville, feel my
The sun is setting
And you're right here by my side
And the movie is playing
But we won't be watching tonight
Every look (every look), every
the real world
And as for the little girl, and cousin named James Earl
They had to make ends meet, startin from scratch be
While pops hold the cash, moms is
Oh, it's round two, ain't it
Hold up, yella
Hold up
It's Towerz
Swisha house, yella
It's Royal Towerz
Oh, man, we at TV Johnny this time, nigga
My
back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his
back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his
the legend, James Brown
Please, please, please
Let me be free
Grab the gun, hope gone
Took by a thief
and demand; I'm The man to supply! Y'all like who came with this guy
Hell if I told you about how I'm surrounded
By potential it's essential drop everybody that
fathers didn't visit much and I don't know the story, I seen how women could hold back a child, kill his soul, make a father runaway, tell a child he don't
spend their every night, uh
Here we are sharing a space with them
Grad tripping, trying to avoid tripping up on a nightly basis
Pre-gaming by the pool
show on Netflix ever
Lebron James said he thought it could've ended better (word)
Niggas really out here gettin' knocked out by Jake Paul
Deontay
like a poster
Flex this, Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement
So keep the bust the gun Boo
Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents
Add on,
much thinking
MC's are blinking the third eye
When I pass by
Mackalicious got the sweet potato
Fried for you motherfucker
I touch the microphone i do
that you gone
Make it by any means
And hold your head up
And never stop getting your Bread up nigga
Just stuff another cone
Keep your mind at ease
Know
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