Lyrics:
shorty and I make it hot-ter
I got a lock ya, flavour to bring
Got the championships so I'ma savour the ring
Church boy, raised by my grandmomma
They're all in my way, from gaining my victory
You don't know where I'm from
Or who I was created by
God told this guy
That he's far from being done
Imma
YOUNG GUNZ LYRICS
"No Better Love"
[Young Chris + Neef Talking]
Where the ladies
You can feel me
I wanna be your mother, your father
Your brother,
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
an audible wheel and then forget the driver's seat, so how you gonna
Make a rap and then create a track with no discernable beat? C'mon now!
Is it really that
is gonna radiate
And nothing's equivalent
Nothin' can harm me
Why try to bar me
You couldn't come around
To rob with a army
You'll get wrecked by
is gonna radiate
And nothing's equivalent
Nothin' can harm me
Why try to bar me
You couldn't come around
To rob with a army
You'll get wrecked by
well, ladies and gentlemen
You didn't like my jokes
I'm gonna introduce a wonderful band 2 you (bring on the band)
They're the hottest thing I know
Sense
Houston and Atlanta we love you
Peace to the West Coast they really set the Doggs loose
We always say the future's in today's children
If so,
Im watched by feds
I got anything you need yeah you heard what I said
I got crack coke dope shit I even got meth
They call me the god because I leave
was visited by the God of the dead anubis
Ayo, Frodo Baggins what?
I'm gonna grant you your greatest desire
Taking the ring oh
And I'm gonna bring you
them not talk about the next day
Cause the next day them gone, and you sit alone
Got 'em soup up your mic, pon de micraphone
[Chorus]
Brown skin
by other men
No pretend
This is what it is
This is what you live
Take a second to remove the dagger from your ribs
'Cause more than not
The offender's
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
Promise me this
That you'll stand by me forever
But if, God forbid, fate should step in
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children someday
When
mouth, my kids on her face getting smothered she 39 and single shit I wonder why
her days are numbered
brown skin I like them coloured
how you see me
children
Fire, air, water, let the Earth make flesh
Now see from the Father, how funky can you get?
Now my activity is cosmi-tivity
Immortal is my soul, my
The Boogie Down
Nino Brown is taking over cousin
We All In The Same Gang
Make doe the same way
Think you hotter than me? Then drop
Your CD the same day
Money
the game he dispersed
In these verses, bring a Gillie potential, a milli' from pencils
Never will my ability cripple
Now please, hold your L like you
as the background sings,
I look at my mama & see how much joy her children brings,
So surreal,
I try not to conceal the way I’m feeling because that becomes a scar
behind that keyboard cuz
Gon' make some blood spill
Your insecurity gon' make this 45 open
Up your mind and bring enlightenment
And then you'll have more
know you feel what I'm feeling
One day we gonna have children
God willing
Show them what love is
Never saw this as a kid
So how do I give something I
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
ain't really chill
These Kids be popping pills
But they ain't really ill
Don’t know how to feel when
You don't know God’s will
Guide them back
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