Lyrics:
clouds turn to golden stairs
Everything that you used to know
Is slippin' away, yea
Here I've got my puzzle piece
Only got it for a short term lease
morning song by a just got baptized singer
I been away too long, somebody take me home
I need a glass of sweet sun tea brewed out in the backyard
I wanna
I'm a starter man
I remember driving by like all the charter vans
I'm a star again
I ain't got a show still a showman
Like Will
Fresh prince of all
in tune
But lately I feel like i baited
Uh
Coming up this and Coming up that
I swear they Feel thats my staple
I done dropped so much heat yeah
So much
singer's haircut's sad
I think I found the perfect occupation
I got the sunblock on
I'm going on a big vacation
And I will not come home
My new
'm fighting the good fight, been born again I can't die
Freedom
Walk by faith, not sight, Holy Ghost my guide, I've got freedom in Christ
I remember when I was
help from my family but no one to call (nobody)
Needed someone to catch me all I did was fall
I got a thorn in my heart you see the pain in me
And I fed
I got a lot of weight that drags me down
I got a lot of things I should have said
By now
I got a lot of things I wanna be
I just can't seem to find
a bitch but see me I ain't bitching up...
got me moving by my Doley I don't come 8 deep ... Some Niggas treat me like my loyalty like it's a one way street
you playin witcho' pussy fo' twenty-fo'
In the mo'nin, why I won't call you back
Got another little freak all on my lap
She's been tellin me
you smoke that I got mine
[Interlude: Bizzy Bone (Playalitical) {female singer}]
So get hiiiigh (uhh, I can make a call, it's on its way)
So get
I'm like
God but no religion
Christ but not a Christian
One day I'm Sinning then I'm
Begging for for forgiveness
I'm a
Loser but I'm winning
April
In society, I ain't leavin but a staple
Y'all be askin who I am but I don't even gotta label
Put me in a category, hold up just a minute
I came
breath
You can do this
You can do that
Yeah I been there
Yeah I done that
And I don't I don't I don't wanna go back
I won't staple, I don't do that
I
but you're never calling
And I would give you everything and you'll just carry on
Sitting by a table with a staple at every leg
You know I've been
I'm famous
Cause Ima be the greatest, greatest, greatest
(Uh)
I'm flowing from the land of the lakes
But far more superior, put me up by the greats
By the time I got to Woodstock
It was going up in flames
In June under a silvery moon
Why do all your songs turn out the same?
Got got got got
a moment of true heat
Roberto & Danny trying to live what we speak
Double H fam, we still rocking by grace fam
B&F mindset even if I'm making 80 grand
the most hoes
The R&B singers or the niggaz with flows
So what I did was take a poll, like Clinton versus Dole
(So the fake rappers wouldn't be out
the vision
Young and true religion
Me and my team we got all the vision
Young and true religion
From the start never warn no mask you can ask, any man
And in
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
wanna rub my spikes
Cause they tasteful
I'm grabbin' by the throat
I'm feeling playful
Your thotty lack respect
Cause she an a-hole
Only catching big fish
Swear to God man i wish i could've saved him
They put holes in my bro like a bagel
See you got to treat the streets like a bitch
Cause i know these
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