Lyrics:
that
I was Made by the mess
B*tch I came up where the drugs at and I grew up where the thugs at
Where they walk over you like a rug mat, got me asking
you say it's time we moved in together
And raised a family of our own, you and me -
Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be:
You want
Cause I was lost when you found me
Broken lord please help me
You put me back together lord
and that's why I worship you
You took the guilt away
of life
If he's not enjoying that, well...
It doesn't get better
But what if there was a way to get that back
Is what you started thinking
Not too long
lie, I miss lil' shawty, when you comin' back home?
Raised by Taneeka, everytime she do your hair, you look way better
I don't give a fuck about them
And you stuck by my side
Despite all the drama
Despite all the karma
That seemed to be coming my way
And despite all the negative things that people wanted
consistent
The only way I show love
Is by coexisting
(Wow)
Not by being distant
(No no)
That makes you a witness
(Facts)
Don't fuck up the vision
Maybe I was
bop bop boom...
Let's sing together right from the heart
clthough we're unique that shouldn't keep us apart
Our voices raised up in harmony.
Let's sing
gotta be strangers first
This is the way, This is the way
The way
The way that it goes
This is the way, This is the way
The way
The way that it
halos halos
Watch this nigga, the boy that died, a king called Prince
Just like me but I got the chance to grow into AkinG
I was raised by two immigrant
I’ma love it until I break her back
(Break that back)
And I’ma blow her a kiss and a smile
(There’s that smile)
With my luck I’ma miss by a mile
(Miss by
Raised, in the home, of the brave, and begun
Paving, the way, was embraced, by the slum
Labeled as strange, but his name, will become
Top
I had to find my way on my own
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like
I'm a true hustler, all that I know
So I can
ain't got it right now
Ah come on man, come on please I need that shit right now bro
Ah word
Yea come on, come on man we go way back
Shit well you know
on the pussy, I'm 'bout to tap that
Hey, I just wanna sex, smoke and vibes, baby
I want you by my side, baby
And I want your jeans down to your ankles
You're
hard, so concrete
I was raised by 'em homie, that's why I think so street
Take me for instance
My life is not about you, think me for instance
I did
that was of value to me was in London.
By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Forever Autumn
twice
And made my way to leave her
And she raised her hand up to her face
And brought it down again
I said "That gesture, it will haunt me"
"That gesture
If you ain't with the gang you ain't slimey
All my whodis slatt and they grimmy
You ain't stepping how I'm stepping boi you lying
I Was raised by
dead
Straight from high street, raised by the o.g.'s
Never slanged keys, but quick to drop them be's
Put 'em in the trunk and that ain't no front
'Cause
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Faleena was this baby's name
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
questions
I won't scram when in a jam
Just the way that I was raised some of y'all I can't comprehend
you give up right now and play, these games that you know they won't do any good
Was raised by two parents but one of them switched
Betrayal was set
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