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Negotiatin' with thug lords
Tried conversatin' but he won't listen
He said the world is a
Livin' hell for God's children
Picture him still in the pen'
Doin'
car
But it's so when and where a bird flies and sings so free
And there's whole lotta winds in this little house at 4-0-33
The four thousandth block
night was Plush but we moved to Fuel
And I be up in the booth drunk, actin' a fool
Friday night at Kaya, they still got love (they what?)
And the Shark
bricks talk
Run when that Jack Daniels cap twist-off
'Cause fuckin' with that J.D., I put you in a Kris Kross
Fuck a list, I'm a Sith Lord
The West
your house on trust Understanding is a must
But I'm still, busy stuck up in the Naughts and the cross
My Twins are a blessing, I will Never give up
Then,
Draco
The witness is still in shock (Brrr)
Fluffin' a brick of this yayo
I tilt the pot (Whip)
Tuckin' this fifth, you play with me
You getting shot
touch a fucking million
Live by the gun die by the sword
Gotta keep a gun can't let nobody kill me
Goin' before my time up I still fear
Be in a shootout
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
Solomon the Son
Don't let em
Lead the children astray
Teach em God commandments diligently
And when you sit down inside you house
Live by the words that
Solomon the Son
Don't let em
Lead the children astray
Teach em God commandments diligently
And when you sit down inside you house
Live by the words that
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
lazy lyricists in bloody pools
Went away, came back, your still wack
Now your slobbing Marley's knob for a dope track
Coming off like a bra and it's
we did it by ourselves
From the road trips, to the studios
All those times we was chilling in my house
Those times are the times
That I'm thinking
years old)
Unaccompanied by adults and a neglected dog
In the basement (In the basement)
I came back in the house and did what I came here to do
Dove
Lord it's
Time that I get focused
I stay on some bullshit
Cold shit
Warming up
Some old shit
No need for this
Old shit
Lord just
Keep my mental
what)
Imma build this house myself (then what)
If it so happens to be ah mansion live in it by myself (solo)
Souljas only live once
Talking ‘wit god (bout
she'll be the one to take us in
I wasn't even old enough to leave the house and go hang with my friends
Next thing you know before I the leave the house
the time of our lives
We were born and raised in a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But
the mic
Can't forget about the O's that I got, and the Rolls in the spot
Y'all know I'm still here right?
How you gonna take a old song, been around so
counts
And right here, right now, Lord this is your house
I thank you Lord for a dream that came true to light
And I ask you to bless everybody in this
like a house on a cliff
But now I'm living in the present like my house was a gift
I'm going psycho, this scene's mine bro
Rappers wanna diss me, it's
you gon' pick it up
But my dream is still ahead of me
I got to charge them strong
While my demons still chasing me, I'm praying to Lord
Hold on
When I
don't got old bay
Mambo sauce heavily cover my steak
In my hometown never asked for a plate
Ima go ahead Ima get it my way
By Yaweh
I was still a saint in
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
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