Lyrics:
looks
Funny when you run that way. Pope Paul taking all your money for turning
Your feet into clay (pigeon).
One man of peace dies, and a hundred wars
We gonna weather the storm, at the spot full out Christian Dior
I swear that you don't want war, getting pesos I'm like, Hola, señor
Can't get enough
to wicked ways
Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last
My pants are relaxed I kick my feet up
No I do not beef I don’t fajita
You reap what you sow pay the stipend
I d her just like my license
Christian
to see me lose it
People want me gone I gotta watch the way I'm moving
Thankful for my family I never meant to god put you through it
They tryna catch me
Jesus saved me! Hallelujah
Hey what you say? Hallelujah
Hey what you say? Hallelujah
Hey what you say? Hallelujah
Hey what you say? Hallelujah
My
care if you know RZA
'Cause at the end of the day
I'm a problem boy, stay out of my way
Now if you see me in the streets, you better give me my space
If any man or woman
Gone stand in the way
Of me being saved
I need Jesus every day
I belong to you
I belong to you
Cause you
You belong to me too
You
getting too wild
You look so different now
And you look at me different now
How you looking so good in them jeans
Christian Louboutins all on your feet
Been
coffee (black)
Talking that shit, then we off 'em (off 'em)
Look at yo bitch, look at lil mama stalking
She with me, now you can stop all the calling
Play
don't fumble y'all
Look at me ramblin' as usual
You don't know what sixteen gunshots
Will do to you
Two handguns, shotgun user like
Blucka, blucka, blucka
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
'Cause
All white Christian Dior on my body, it really look like snowfall
If you say you're gonna leave me, then I guess we both ball
If I hear this money
pacifist
Sippin that drank pour me some activis
Tryna be a hero something like a activist
Plug my best friend so he ain't taxing shit
Tell by the way I talk
of all evil in these Christian Loub shoes
We running money up doing shit you not used to
Counting up the root of all evil in these Christian Loub shoes
you find me no doubt
You on the worldly course of things then change your route
Get your focus on the Lord and what he has for you
Christian soldiers
Don't be fooled by the baby face (uh)
I hope ya not 'cause your thighs got me hot (mmh)
Only one plan, that is to rise to the top (mmh)
I told you
Thus, in accepting wisdom and pursuing enjoyment in knowledge I am embracing it
I urge you Christians to vision beyond the cross
All followers
advice and passed her by
(well) years have passed and don't look
Like love's gonna give me a second try
Girl, the look on your face
Tells me you understand
children
Not for love or a hater - not me
I'm gone stand on this Word
Either stand by side, or you can stand at the curb
Some say I ain't Godly because I
to the mall, I'll let her shop my way
She know by her on God I don't play
Four times Two you play, you niggas all get eight
Know I'm always down to ride about me
My neighbor Carl, he lives next door
Pink flamingos on his porch
At night he teaches driving school
And he sits out by his plastic pool
He takes off
far from God.
He won't accept me again.
Can't you just hear my cries and let me in?
Who are you to tell me if I'm right?
Should Christians walk by faith
never been a wave to me
Na its the only way to me
And she know
Its the only way to me
So fuck ya kitchen
What's on your playlist
Can you look in
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