Lyrics:
In the booth with this shit on me
Bag plays steady calling
That's a whole lot of money
Shit be coming by the bundle
Young nigga top runner
Big 4 I'm
I got different Routes
Bitch I could pick a Runner
Every year We doing Numbers
I don't skip a Summer
Choppa in the Sprinter
Draco got a Drum
Catch em
wet
Run up on me, get your shit fucked up
I drag him by his fucking neck, throat cut
Stuck up
Quit acting tough - you is not us
No love, you get
I take
with me (Hell nah)
I got little dudes thinking that they cool with me (Sike)
But I be chilling by myself hanging with my jewelry (Woo)
Me and my jewelry,
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
want to
Stayed far, but when they jump me, became a good runner
One by one they all went under, so I had the last laugh
They all thought it all was
Found a crack that's been breaking our foundation bout 4-5 weeks or so
Seems like the loves been escaping through the panes of our windows
Now I'm
on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two
You
We all go through struggles, times where life just feels difficult
In Matthew 4.1 it says
Then Jesus was lead by the spirit into the wilderness to be
nigga dat don’t wanna be
Put da trunk in da front Lamborghini
Know her pussy gon throb when she see me
I wanna fuck her fuck her, love her just a little
I
softly calls your name to me
Hold on just a little longer
Our love will be much stronger
This time you'll see
Hold on baby it's been too long
You
Little Stronger
Take a breath and take it slowly,
this sadness will end
It’s just love but it haunted me,
and I cannot escape.
Faking smiles all
grown
And it gets stronger, in every way
And it gets deeper, let me say
And it gets higher, day by day
And do I love you, my oh my
Yeah, river
the thought and for the theory clearly abstract
Four is for the reformation reclamation rap track
Modern mixed with classic
Mix it up mix it up
It's the fodder
torchin
No need for you to help me
I can make my own misfortune
I
Don't need money just love
I
Don't need none of the drugs
I
Am not a runner up
I am
stronger fahm
Drugs on drugs, On top on top
When my time comes on forbes, on forbes
My lil lady on 4s on 4s
Does she love me? I think. Of course, of course
grown
And it gets stronger, in every way
And it gets deeper, let me say
And it gets higher, day by day
And do I love you, my oh, my
Yeah, river
grown
And it gets stronger, in every way
And it gets deeper, let me say
And it gets higher, day by day
And do I love you, my oh, my
Yeah, river
Bart
I talk the hoe, you not my bitch, baby, just play your part
Track runners on my feet, gettin' money four by one
Niggas really out here cheap, they
heart
Learned you can still love em
But love em from a distance
Proverbs 4:23
You gotta protect your heart
I remember on that rainy day, looking through
of shooting stars
So maybe please string your guitar for Me
For Me
(One' Two' Three' Four')
We sail by the sun again
It tells us now that we are it
So we are
I've chosen you, my love
You have always known
How to put music to my poem
And I've chosen you, my love
So I stand a little stronger
And I sing a little
up in every spot we had a little juice
Probably the Dom or the Afghani bud in me
We played the stage standin by the speaker and suddenly
Who tapped
runner, feverfew and lemonbalm
Thank you knitbone and sweetgrass and sunchoke
And false indigo whose petals stammered apart
By bumblebees good Lord
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