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fucked by man himself
But there's some of those who are oh so silly one might say
The ones in the king's hand made armor fit only for themselves
Storming
Fuck the police
I need the keys
Feel like I'm Khaled, I got too much weight on my feet
Father deceased
I had a dream
Chill in the room, yeah we
And know that we ain't stoppin till we stronger with g's, no longer in need
Come on
[ CHORUS ]
Where will I be when the Lord callin for me
When the game
When I was back there in seminary school
There was a person there
Who put forth the proposition
That you can petition the Lord with prayer
that isn't for me
Hopped up off my ass and in a bag we getting money
I always open my doors to people In need but they do not care what I need
Just wait
praying up day by day
Lord please don't send me to the grave
All my life
I been complaining
To hold me down when I'm high
I miss my grandma she aging
And I
been praying up day by day
Lord please dont send me to the grave
All my life
I been complaining to hold me down when Im high
I miss my grandma she aging
got some younger siblings who been changed by
what he's done for them but is it done for him
Lord don't let it be, if he don't wanna talk to you then
Sometimes I fall out of my Christ-like ways, and give in to myself
That's why I need my Lord and Savior Jesus, God I need your help
I need your
[Tariq]
People know me on these streets playa
I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise
What I do is already
The mic was passed and that's when I found out
(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by the way I do my thing)
(People from
Got the whole game on freeze
Drip when I walk through streets
Doing this thing with ease
Blessed by the Lord you see
Walk through the hood I’m
down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by
up in heaven tell God I need his help. I'm surrounded by
these demons and I'm fightin by myself
This Pain is on my.. pain is all my pain is on my
the Lord already wept
Yes, I'm a witness to the goodness of the Lord
By faith, how I take my steps
No more running around need to be found
Givin' every
niggas riding in that jeep
Hope my nigga tay ray really Rest In Peace
Pussy niggas getting hot had to knock him out his sneaks
Like Fuck you mean
Niggas
Yo, you see me, I don't stress Many people doubt me, I don't blame them
Lord knows that I'm doing my best One time, I was down for a stretch
Quick
any means
BLS the team, BLS the dream, BLS we running this game by any means
Ray Ray on the beat, The Problem on the beat
So I know when I click it, I
you don't know me yet
Sometimes I sit and speak alone
Which we need to get my deeping on get our people on
Really that's where we belong
Knees deep in
No other way for me, No one that could save me, You are the only one, Your the only one. I see, I Cant do it by myself, Lord I need your help. You
a relative being
With relative needs
Live by relative means
Relating to me
I don't do well
With people in the world
Out here trying to control me
Unless you're
teeth
Tom Dub is the skinny guy
People think he's funny
But he didn't even know tonight he comin' back bloody
Cruisin' Del Ray boy these streets is
Smackin' it pushin' it in my ear fuck!
Lord oh please what's happening to me?
It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, fucking up
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