Lyrics:
up,
Please don’t make me type this all out.
If you don’t get it by now girl I can’t help you,
Put your hands up.
Now it’s slower, aw yeah that’s
and Guerilla
Maab coming catastrophe
You get snatched if we
Feel you less than a man
I'm in a clan where niggas trained
To kill with that by hands
But they don't
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats
Here we go
C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
even when you're wrong
And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm gone
Am I worth it?
Did I put enough work in?
When the lights shut
heart there
God, He want that
God, Then the freedom
God, You'll flaunt that
God, Gotta put that
God, Put it on my
Everybody's looking at me like I lost it
on the airplane, cus'
Put your own motherfucking mask on, and go do it man, go do it, just live your life
I love y'all, thank you so much for tuning in, uh
I
lean
He went out his way to show it's not green
He was dumb enough to put
'em both in my hand i said, "Shit
You know what? I got some green" he said
out the wrapper (ugh)
Count it up 'til I get a callous (ugh)
I don't really talk to y'all rappers (mm)
Put codeine in a Snapple (ugh)
Put codeine
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, two years ago, on Thanksgiving,
When my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant
But Alice
cool because I know he get drunk and act a damn full if you relate to what I am saying homie stand up thank God we all save put your hand up
Hey y’all
screaming my name
Boy my image won't diminish, even in my final minutes
Put these haters in a skillet, they get treated like Willis
It's a Fiji water trap
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I
to be admitted
‘cause it’s all codes in the end, yo
Then the cop that put you in there is acquitted
Nah, bro, that’s a big “No”
Even after they admitted
yesterday
I no fit chop belle full
But today for Naija
Na we de run the show
From Europe to America
We dey all over the world
Baba God na your hand eh ehh
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
*
For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We're
care of myself
God took all the pain that I felt
And said
You can't just rely on yourself
Give it to me and no one else
Walk by faith
And not by sight
you copy and paste it
I'm surrounded by disciples, I break bread trigger finger got the chemistry, can we spark lead
Quick to put your top in your lap
, God
Let me say it like this trust in him night and day
When I'm down I call his name and if it don't work out my way
I will still give him
girl but can't touch 5 figures
Kno niggas who take it with 2 hands and 10 fingers
This ain't quads but on god ima send the squad on niggas
Jody popped
comments you
See on the 'Gram
I'm a once-in-a-lifetime type of man
Who actually cares 'bout the content
And all the fans
I guess it doesn't matter, they piss
Cause them little niggas done killed you
In the kitchen like grandma
Put these bitches on stand by
When it come to getting this money
Fuck everything no
against me shall prosper
If you believe in it in your heart, raise your hands and sing
It's by God's grace (Yes it is)
All things through Christ Jesus (No,
d-d damn she fine (Fine)
That's one chick I can stand behind ('hind)
Play in my field like a dandelion
Put-Put-Put it all on 'til
You can't decide
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