Lyrics:
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
down, I sell low for ounce
See this for adults who say where you from
If those hoes who gonna make me cum
With them fuck niggas we don't fuck around
a hard-ass place
It's on the map, right there in your face
I see my people, all filled with joy
Next day they're killin' homeboys
Can't say shit if you
smoke the weed-a
In my two seater
If you wanna ride good life, baby
You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
(Say what, say what, say what)
If you
if they really understand. I gotta make sure they get it. Got it. Good
I been putting in the work
Yeah I went to get it
I got it
I'm good
What's up
number one see we are finally done
God's good work was finished by the blood of the son
Stay true to yourself and deliver the word
Love God number 1
Dripped and we draped out
Know what I talkin bout
You don't see my diamonds
Cause them boys comin out
I'm a take and break the mic
Yes that got me goin
as the stars
But there won't be a his or hers, just ours
Then you'll see what I've been tryin' to show you all these years
Do the right thing, 'cause after
as the stars
But there won't be a his or hers, just ours
Then you'll see what I've been tryin' to show you all these years
Do the right thing, 'cause after
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
facts
If I sign now what's the buy out clause
One Top Ten, five sold out tours
Might fling a mixtape out when I'm bored
My life's okay, how about
Them other niggas is cool but I just got that glow baby
You can't miss me
Ha ha
So If I shine you shine shine
If I shine you shine
So If I
(with you)
Boy I'm sick of being lost
And I just wanna know
What's good (what's good)
What's good with you
Cause it's gone too far
Can't you see
(I’m tired of missionary)
This life is a gimmick, or so it can be
For you if that’s what you want to see
(I’m tired of selling a dream)
Life is Guinea
to see that I should come to you
Make me new, Lord in you, I'm just feelin' so cold
Maybe I don't feel so good, 'cause I ain't makin' you bold
God I feel
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
and go with this agency
They'll give you a star on the Walk of Fame
One day for kissing everybody's ass but it's
Like that's not what we're doing by
who the Christ is
I can't imagine losin' so young a daughter
It's crazy, along with your baby who's in heaven as well
What a dream it would have been if
See Matthew 16:26 says for what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world
And forfeits his blessed life in the Kingdom of God
Or what would
can't just forget!
What do you want me to do exactly? I'm trying my hardest to keep our family together but all you do is reject me. We need to look after
for me in the world
I see in the palms of my bloody hands
(Aye) What if I died today?
(Aye) What if I died today?
What if I, what If I (Aye)
What if I
RACE
They gone put STARS IN YO RAFE
Dis what I really wanna be
Honestly
Since I started I can't call quits
I can't control it right now in da hand, in
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