Lyrics:
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
I'm bored
Make me cum, get awards
I'm double-edged with the sword
Puttin' my people on board
You know what I'm workin' towards
My white ghost, that's
was arrested
i am the highest point of my family tree.
i call them to fruition, i sing them themes about the
beautiful sky, but they cannot see it.
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
at the right time. You good for my soul like some white wine.
And whenever things get hazy, or shit’s crazy
Just know that I got your back like you got mine
expecting a visit from Jesus
I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
I don't go in
with the coup de grace
Got play by the rules or get the hues involved
Forget how you sing or you're shooting a ball
You're just like the rest of em
Who
not a dream
It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem
Now it's my turn so understand
That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man
I
it out
We the night owls of the night time
Only find us at the right time
By the white lines, fuck a lifeline
I been goin' in that's why my ice shine
of the drilly
No Bull my Blackhawks some villains
They gone do dirt on yo Cubs
In White Sox and fazos vanilly
So silly we taking yo Tilly
I hope you be hearing me
for the clout and attention
But I ain't complaining best not find my bitch
If I catch my girl then we done
Kick her out fuck her friend just for fun
macho man charade
When you're hanging with your woman do you move in the same way?
I'd know you just as well if I saw you in my sleep
I heard you sing
Cherish me soon before I die
Bury me in my favorite clothes
Plain white tee and those pants with holes
Honestly I'm just trying to grow
Fall like leaves,
Off my 9, off my roll
Have a toast
Off of 9, by the hour off payroll
Off the wage, on the wave
How it goes
Stream sales don't mean nothing
But a post
entertaining
Hundred thousand do's and don'ts
On how to make and break a nation
What are you
Black or White or Asian
It is all the same shit
But with different
One time for the hustle
Two time for the hustler
Shey you know no be by muscle
My dreams hanging on my neck Like a muffler
Na why I no dey sleep
dress?
Are they best cut threads or are they spend less
I'm interested, it's caught my attention
Yo, does everybody rap get arrested?
And with they sex, do
Lyrics with no bars
It's a staple for my music when I'm trying way too hard
I feel like as a white 'burban I got something to prove
Play this song up in
used to
Until the whole juice crew
Gets me in my goose down
I do the rebel yell
And I'm the Duracell
Call it plain insane
Brothers causing me pain
family do most of the things other families do. We sing the same songs
Do you?
I even have a go at 'White Christmas'
You too, huh?
And this
To return would make my dream
Come true
Behold the sea and winds of Jove
We set sail guided by the stars above
The ports of Troy escape our view
A cold
the edge
To do some shit like that?
The green and gold
I done filled my lungs up with so much of this crack smoke
My neck's bloated, my TEC's loaded,
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest
Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy
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