Lyrics:
two years
girl that's seven hundred thirty
Divide the times
I was mesmerized by hair that is was curly
I added wrong
Subtract the fact, I thought you
All I ever wanted to do in my life was, make music
So I guess, on my bucket list, what I really wanna do is-s, drop a project
Like, nobody has to even
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
you the gospel
Fellas apply the P.U S H.
Pray Until Something Happens
And when the walk is tough
We will overcome by the blood
Please excuse me, I
that?
What mob shit do?
I don't care, call the cops
All mob shit do is quadruple
I'm in this bitch, irkin' like a motherfucker
I don't care, call
barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'
changed my vision crystal clear
Read the Bible, came to life
Now I'm in a different Gear
Praise him in advance cause you just never know
Anything is
sing
My praises up to you
I thank you Lord
This all I want to do
Because I love to sing you
My past is gone
I'm moving on
I'm walking by faith now
I
Every fucking day (3) , everyday niggas
Look around niggas (3)
What you gon' to do 'bout it nigga? (3)
What you gotta say 'bout it nigga? (3)
That's
wishes, happens; and what He does not wish, does not happen; and there is no power and no strength except by Allāh, The Most High, The Incomparably Great
I
'cause him is the all fun here maker
Shags man 'bout here
Me bawl
I know your mother, I know your father (Ooh do you hear me)
I know your sister, I
from the side line
What it feel like, feel like Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Fuck a Milli' now
I'm comin' for that William
Hold
People beg to have me work with them on profitable ventures.
I receive what I need to thrive in life because I ask for it.
Being myself is the only thing
what about the old matron
As she sits by the fire?
William, keep your heart, she said
Keep up your heart and do not fear
It's seven years or even more
By William Clarke, Stephen Coore, K. Michael Cooper
And William Stewart
(Chorus)
Ah moving up (we're coming together)
Jah, Jah Children them
and your mind
Your mind, your mind
If there is a God you'll look and you'll find
You will find
(Praise KOD)
LAJFA! Last words spoken by my mom
Heaven
solution is pollute innards, quick to shoot a bitch
I'm bugged like the Y2K computer glitch
I bring the hardcore for soldiers that got war
And the thugs
cnd when the storm is rising
Jesus stays til' silence apply-in
He knows just what to do
When others try they fail to choose
Bridge
I call on his
Don't sleep lost in one long dream I call a week
Pray more time wool over my eye abide the sheep
Every falling star is a tear
A god amongst peers
My
with
Frank Sinatra's big band by my side
It's an unavoidable cliche
I wish it didn't have to be that way
Because I love you is what I'm trying to say
But
my praise
I will praise my God forever
(Praise the lord)
Praise him (Praise him)
Praise him (Praise him)
For all he will do
(For what he will do
sometimes the only way out is real narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going behind their own backs,
made ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah
Real real Christ so real to me
I love him cause he gives us the victory,
Many people doubt him but I can't do without him.
That is why I love him
Do you wanna praise Him, oh
Does that make me praise Him
This is what I was made for
Does that make me praise Him
I'm gonna give Him praise
Yehudah,
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