Lyrics:
followers
Cause I'm just tryna get to my dollars
Fuck nigga don't play by my commas
Know the choppa gone sing like opera
All black told bro keep posture
cause you know that the winners stay
Bitch, I'm taking Dubs by myself, I'm not like Korra
Driving on the shoulders, locked in like a Kimora
I was tryna
will be done for them by
My Father in heaven
For when two or three gather in my name
There am I with them
When three people of faith come together in one
Sittin' by myself in the summertime, when the heat is burnin' down
Watchin' the golden crops in the field just growin' without a sound
I was a boy
better by your side
We both know not to say what we feel anymore
Baby I would do anything to be by your side
Instead of all alone
Millions of miles from
Every time I think of you
A shot rings out like a bolt of blue
Every time I think of how we started
Half alive and hypnotized
By an icy prince
on the soles of her shoes
Well that's one way to lose these
Walking blues
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
She was physically forgotten
Then she slipped
on the soles of her shoes
Well that's one way to lose these
Walking blues
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
She was physically forgotten
Then she slipped
voices and scream out loud
The echoes we make will shake the ground
Stand by me and I'll stand by you
The time is now and the skies are blue
I can do it
on with me sing it
I won't let this moment go by
I'm gonna live it like I'm in it
For the
Rest of My Life
I won't let this moment go by
I'm gonna live it
grip
Small dick he bluffing he act like a bitch
He be Sending them dick pic to my buddies
He's gay like James Charles wants him badly
One iron fist
shows
Cause I can't sing and I can't dance
I can barely rap and I'm okay with that
Give me a stage, I promise that I'll be great
I really gotta play
Archie
You Know that we ready
Old Gucci belly
That’s Heavy! (Heavy)
Can’t keep a girl
But I bet
I keep a pistol nigga
Treat this golden gun
Like it James
And she tearlessly embraced her mother's
Bleeding, dying body
Patted her hand, rocked and said
James te pueden hacer dano
Dios te va hacer bonita
No one
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
shit good, what the fuck man?
Pass it to the boy and he hit that boy good
Purple smoke kush and urkel, lean back
And then I hit him with the blue jack
He
Don't need drugs, don't want money
You come along and shook me honey
All I want is you right by my side
With our love taken care of
From now
Don't need drugs, don't want money
You come along and shook me honey
All I want is you right by my side
With our love taken care of
From now
ill never join another cult anyway
I just wanted to sing songs on a stage
The devil is pushing this pen in my hand
He's taken me to the top by the mic
away
I should ask a choir, "What do you require
To sing a song that acquire me to have faith?"
As the record spin I should pray
For the record I
my face up in the source
So I keep by faith up in the boss
Up in the bright white sky
Getting calls from these record label bosses like hi
Head
of the wedding cake.
"Come Miss Mouse, may we have some beer,
That your uncle and I may have some cheer?"
"Pray, Mister Frog, will ye sing a song
That's bright
nigga this Sauce
Dipped off in to the blue like a crip walk, skip James
Muddy waters got the chess box and I kept playing
Grabbed the laptop cleaning off
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