Lyrics:
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
the clock for them niggas that put in time with me
More investments down the road
My father call I hate to answer if I ain't hit another goal
My father call I
Just look over your shoulders!
Whenever you need me
Just look over your shoulders, honey!
Yeah, you need me (ooh)
I wrote my first bars in the car
bullshit, I hope that you know it
You niggas my sons and I'm bout to disown ya
Dear heavenly father
If you let me see this last profit
I'd give it all back
lion took steroids, Olympian status
Gold medalling them niggas, ain't nothin' 'bout me average
Cannons bigger than me, we go deaf when we shoot 'em
Gas too loud
It's gone damage my hearing
Hard to do feelings
I ain't no dentist
Ain't falling down
But I know what they wishing
The Heavenly Father
cool, but
We gotta touch the people, fam
(fam) don't mean to alert you, nah (nah)
But I need them gold and silver
Circles on my empty walls (yeah)
I'm
a rest to take a breather
"You are the chosen one", what my papa used to teach me
Dear Lord, Heavenly Father wherever you are
I'm bringin' myself to you
with me, baby
Dance with me, come on, dance with me, baby
How you gon' tell me to mind my own biz
When you lookin' like somethin' I need to know
gave to her daughters and sons
She wore a gold cross on a rope chain
Said a little prayer in the father’s name
Watched over her whole flock
Called them
to show my spine, I am my own worst enemy
Keeping tabs on my old haunts, no love, nobody there for me
Lost hope in the father, started buying what they're
need your bridge
I don't need your gold
I'm spiritual rich
I'm Holy Ghost full
God bless my enemies!
God bless us, rain for all!
Father hold me in your
the dirt, that's how I payed my dues
Uh, 1-2-3, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me
All heavenly Father
They ain't think that I could tell a story over trap beats
They ain't think I'd have em rocking vip to nosebleeds
Cop a white gold french bread set
platinum, one white, one rose gold
Drive a solid gold Rolls to the Rose Bowl
Rosé in the club for my rose hoes
Man fuck these niggas I got blow goals
I
or asked where my momma went
Cuz she has always been there
But on the other hand i've been praying and begging God to tell me where my father been
Now let me
went, I could feel that on my backside
I said, oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
They would grab me by the hand
And you start taking off like
Everything, Heavenly Father protect me
I'm ready, if not, then I better be
Blessed be to the beholder
Been holding my tongue, looking over my shoulder
To make
Not depending on y'all
Clarksdale be my city
People acting like
I ain't shit
Some people tried to diss me
But they're famous
I'm nameless
They wanna
a normal mortal and I son that
Make a father wish he had his son back
Black force energy, my tyranny is synergy
Your sympathy is killin' me
It's time to take
a baby in a stable, by an unknown father,
Who, me, jelous, what do ya mean!, I'm a material girl too, I've been on MTV, once, I made a video with Mick
don't have a shelter
And if God watches over me than he surely sees what these wicked men see
(chorus):
I see a dark day risin
Close your eyes if you
My grandfather got on a boat
When he was only five years old
His father told him of his dream
Of freedom, hope and cities paved with gold
They left
for the 3-0-uno, you know
City behind me but I wanna take over the mundo
Cus the sky ain't the limit I'm shooting for pluto yeah
Crew next just like my
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