Lyrics:
Lord God
I come to you a sinner
And I humbly repent for my sins
I believe that Jesus is Lord
I believe that you raised him from the dead
I will
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
and windows cuz Sinner's in town tonight
Stuck in this shit
Trapped in my mind
Left by myself
Lost in the rhyme
Oh No Here We Go Again (trying to get mine)
Oh
when it's safe, yea
Demons at bay, I'll come when it's safe
Know it ain't safe, when I get messy
Know I was born with no blessing
Hit 14 before he met me
hitting a hundred
He be talking the most shit, when we pull up he get to running
Pissed at Benito's like why the fuck it's bussing
Pissed at these lame
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
on the floor from a liver punch
Aye we throwing smoke come get you some
Put feet on your chin how your lips run
Put hands on your face how you tongue wrestle
Put
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
Just keep it 100 please don't lie to me aye
Keep it 100 please don't lie to me
Just keep it 100 please don't lie to me
Just keep it 100
Just keep it
Jack, your Queen,
Nigga who want next
Whoa
Shit I guess that's how it goes where a nigga get stretched by a candle and rose
It's not pilates
Niggas
It's a gun on me
You better have two hundred shots and one
Chop if you come for me
In the crib by myself
Hundred racks keep me company
Bitch, if your
When appetites and psychological types
Get caught in the hype
It's tight from morning 'til night
I'm demanding my rights
Women's suffrage then black
Royce truck
It's a hard decision (Woo)
Already got the Bentley, gang want the smoke
We smoke this shit up like a chimney (Smoke)
I ain't tripping, get
Let me start off by saying
I'm over it
All the judgement and drama
Pass over it
People asking what's wrong
They into it
But one hundred percent
Ain't
missing
Rappers get with a bunch of aye's
But don't make honor roll
You wanna really see how words play
Come watch my carnival
Hey its Nemo nice to meet ya
a tweet
You ain't a killer been hiding for weeks
posted on justus come spin Ian hiding
Feeling like curry we hitting from deep
And it's two hundred to be
hunted by a hundred rusted puppets
Man I'm worried
We're swimming in pools of ignorance
But does it matter if I'm winning all the arguments
What knowledge
drums play in my mind
Take, it off him put it on me
Oh, I'm feeling so lonely
And I'm holding back my tears
Come on!
I don't wanna a doctor for
doing crimes
I’m chasing hundreds and hundreds until I get the diamonds
And I’ma buy an island
You think that you might come but
I know that I’m available
mind
Feeling three ex
Extra large on the scene
Better believe that
Niggas be riding my wave
It’s nothing fancy, this kid he a sinner
Momentum, he driven
you got me happy the way that I'm living
(Way that I'm living)
Cause girl you fucking with my mental
Moving front and center
Come and back it up on me
I been the same since I had nothin
I been the same since I counted hundreds
Aint nothin change but the incoming
And those who hating on the come up
come our way
May come our way
May come our way
Yeah, I keep it 100 (Padawan, Padawan, Padawan, Padawan)
Yeah, I do it for the 100 (Pad a won, pad a won,
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
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