Lyrics:
a Pathfinder? Just ask Ryder
Rewards of war - I'm sure to reap
Life is a mystery everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home just
the day I missed your funeral
A continent between us though
I never had a chance to go
I never got to say goodbye
I guess that's why I use your name
Just
Before he took you away on that fateful day
Fatima
Did he know your name, or the plans we made
To go to New York City
Fatima
Now I just want
he stole you away
On that fateful day Fatima
Fatima,
Did he know your name
Or the plans we made,
To go to New York City, Fatima
And after school we
their name and whereabouts
Devin Wong, New York
Did you leave any siblings out?
Nope
Grandparents still alive?
No
Where's your grandpa buried?
With my
Picture me riding through the city with criminal stealth
In my pockets it's minimal wealth
Roll alone with the Patrón, just the nine and myself
Hope
a wish (water)
I went to New York courtside knicks (New York)
Fuck 'em and duck 'em don't care 'bout the bitch (hey)
He hatin' I made it he cuttin' his
learned the music from way down there
The real ones learn it somewhere
Strum your guitar -- sing it kid
Just write about your feelings -- not
You just liked to hear it fall
Off your tongue
But I remember my name
In your mouth
And I don't think I was done
Hearing it close to my
moves wit the women and died for it
You make the wrong moves when you come and you try for it
New york city of god
I 'den saved some of new york's
you're real, they look for your weakness
When you're fake, money won't change this
They blacklisted my name in the majors
Now I'm independent, reachin' new
Ain't no F1, I'm staying the course
I took it North, Ain't talking New York
Saved by the Son, Covered in the blood
Run to the Lord, Treat this like
it (helpless)
I look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, I'm (helpless)
Down for the count, and I'm drownin' in 'em
In New York, you can be a new
the bottom (uh-huh)
Now I'm rich and rotten, every day I think about him
It's survivor's guilt, wishin' I coulda stopped him
Let alone just know how he feel
Ride alone
Outlaw
Die alone
Outlaw
Sipping whiskey getting by
That's the way I live my life
I ain't coming down tonight
I'm an outlaw ride or die
well-known around the New York underground
But I kept thinking of her and how we used to be down
The sound of her voice, and the beautiful smell of her hair
church choir
The death stalker
New York trendtogrophy
The G-O-D, 120 degree geography
The bomb thick iron skin without a blemish
Black art of war chemist
politickin for new flicks
On the freaknik tip, grabbing your phattie on the 6
I ain't faded by them hips
I split, just like xzibit from tha liks (x)
I got
just the way it's done
niggas tell me they respect the way I blaze them guns
And hold it down for the bronx in the name of pun
They wanna know why
Everybody turned up, me I'm just burned up
Sour lit, piff lit
Flying through the district
My swag's in the weed bag
Live up in the hotel
Hangout
It's electric, stay out if you've got gas
I get the green discount on the New York EZ pass
My style is clean, use it to swab your nostril
Take me
your bones,
Right here you'lle never be alone
Just let the music take control
Lean back and let your body go
Whoa oh oh oh oh, there is a party
and praise
Master, only You make all things new
For You alone are Lord and God, Saviour and King
And forever and ever, throughout all eternity
I'll join
gon' melt you just like M&M's
Ain't Been to New York, but I'm dunkin' like Tim, you get robbed by some niggas in Paris like Kim
It's like me and twin
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