Lyrics:
think I
Have, and I have a few things. Everything that I have is by the grace of God
Could you join me in prayer? Let's pray about how God, our Savior,
thug fin to lose his life, motherfucking nigga from Texas
Steady with the dumb plexers, by the hand when I'm kicking your ass
And everybody better ball
Miami
But when I'm in the H, you should pull up on me
Cause I'm cold and sippin', OG pimpin' Houston, Texas, where you stay, where you livin
New Rap
waiting on you
When you ready to leave
These niggas ain't going up
Cause they capped out
Imma by her flights
Cause on IG she got her ass out
Put VVS in
Two by Three
The bullet go over ya' head
You try to run you end up dead
You wanna live, take in my word
You get shot not by me by Sixty-Third
Take
all my players old, I was gettin' chose
Hoes look the fuck all in the dark when she suck my dick up at the car park
Now she amazed by the way I top up
Never sleep at night I been praying for the better days
Lying to myself
Like She gone come back again
You were just right there
By my side now you
time I'm alone that don't mean I'm lonely
Move from me if you're phoney
Or turn target like your garments stoney
Targets high, tryna Kobe
Still live life
escalator, ain't no elevator
Ain't no way in hell the label finna drop me
Why you think I'm finna go independent?
I got the key to life, it's like my pendant
parked by the park
Look Jack Boi's lurking in the dark
I'm weighing up my ya dig on an iffy scale
Get it how you live type shit uhh
Young Nigga get that
make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood stupid
What type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes
the devil and didn't even have no pitchfork (Gossip)
If you scared, go to church and please don't jump off the porch (gossip)
I ain't box in the MMA but
Hope is fading, hope is dying
Hope is lying, hope is lying
Hope is fading, hope is dying
Hope is lying, we don't know what you mean
Do you believe in
? Laughs You good? Aight?
Yo, chill bro!
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So Chaz, from Toro, one of
My favorite artists ever, there
Was this melody that I had
In my head
Coming to you live
From Fort Worth
Downtown
Texas
Y'all
Iv been throw'd off that wine
Iv been throw'd off that wine
Livin' reckless, Roger copy check dis
Came from Texas, you ain't get tha message
In da East been da beast, came up from havin defeat
Got tha shoes
a spaceman
Digging out my heart
In some distant sand dunes
In a car park
By the empty harbour
Where the phantoms fall
Fight for happy valley
Sadly,
playing wit it
Linkin Bad people
Makin Bad Moves
Got caught up in couple of henges
Ran into a couple niggas from like Grade school day
Way they look
I
we aint speak in 20 weeks
just know that you know the old me
because i take it day by day
and everyday's an allegiance
i been off grid , aint got
full of it
A nightmare in the Park
Grateful you pulled me through this shit
Dollar to my name
Man I'm lucky if I get food and shit
Praying every day
I
where she was sent by Uncle Sam
She waved from our ships upon the Briny foam
And now they've about quit waving her back here at home
In her own good
to pass by
Looking for her in the day with a flashlight that type
That's until I got my cash right
You should have seen your boy last night, that's right
Street, off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but B.K. Is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought
can straight relate
I mean one was from Boston, the other one was from Texas
But when they got together in Brooklyn it was the next shit
"No More Mr.
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