Lyrics:
Didn't mean it
My truff come out the meanest
These muhfuckas get caught in the act of fuckery
And treat me like I'm the one wit the red hands
Stick
had kids
By the wrong woman, shit more trouble are coming
Only girl that cares for me is my mother
hear money in her prays cause the talents I share
broken by the country within
But today I got my hand on my heart
I might go and plant a flag in my yard
Man fuck it!
Two years of saying ‘Yes We Can’
they fun to rail
But I gotta get this paper stash
Standing on the corner, cold rocks buried in this hands
Back against the wall, cross the lines drawn in
like-
Up on the floor, dance-
I wanna live in that mansion, Playboy bunny what's happenin'
Look, If I call you bae-
Na-na na-na-na
Didn't even no-
'm a black Michelangelo
I'm the brother whose ideas are colorful
Givin' em insight, but givin em trouble to
Comprehend 'cause they thoughts won't blend in
his a$$ like a kid when he walk in the trap keep touchin sh*t imma pop his hands
You say that sh*t you got official what you spent on it then
I told
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
a real nigga, get your muthafuckin' hands up
Celebration, coronation
No debatin', crown me king, I'm tired of waitin' (yeah)
People's champ, I gotta
are from laughter
Now, I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
I'd set him in chains at the top of the hill
Send out for some pillars
don't give a stuff
Or a fuck this ain't none'
Claimin' that yah keep it tucked
While we in Aus' are you dumb
So I walk on by who gon' try?
Thought I died
their wings like doves
As we walk, hand and hand
Sisters, brothers
We'll make it to the promised lands
You and I
We'll walk the lands
And everyone
wanna see you leave my world
The sky won't ever look the same Cause I'm always in the rain
Please, girl you got me down on hands and knees
I forever take
by His nail-pierced hands
Than to be a king of the vast domains
Than be held in sins dread sway
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world can
I made all the sacrifice
I wasn't lyin' in some nights
Really had to risk my life
I went down the wrong road
Sorry ma, but this my life
I went
shorty grab my hand
And walk with me
I'll crack a joke
And make you chuckle
Promenade up in the park with me
It's just a lil' me and you
Chill session
Darling, I don't talk it, I just walk it
Be real smooth, hands in my pockets
Make it hot, but not a lot, don't drop it
Just a little uhh-
the money, 'cause the stats they never mattered much
M.V.P. I'm from the league where niggas tattle much
Testify on your right hand, put 'em in a Camel
bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back
I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss that
I know you see the way these diamonds dance
hit the streets
We're side by side
Hand in hand
Told you I was more than a man
Out with the old
In with the new
Get ready for the switch up
Switch up
it never go in silence
If you a grown man fighting you should know it's childish
Damn...
Enough free game, check my onlyfans
Glad I got to walk you
when I'm blue jean dominant
Would you believe that's what I see in the mirror
But when I walk out my bedroom it's like people just see the opposite?
I
in it
Let knowledge drop
Let knowledge drop
By any means necessary, it's kind of scary
Knowledge of the hands of adversaries
Makes them the larger
the one they called "The Brute"
The horse that he was looking for
Was in chute number eight
He walked up very slowly
Put his hand upon the gate
We knew he
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