Lyrics:
prospects
It courses misery for who got left
And all the families living with painful consequences shit is senseless
But if you was him then you'd confessed
Would you knock a man down if you don't like the cut of his clothes
Could you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows
Well it's
It's all I got
Ha-ha
Yeah, put you in the past (gone)
Try to take advantage and it bit you in the ass (mhm)
Crazy that I thought that me
like a Yankee
Mic check 1,2
I say what I mean, I mean what I say what I feel
Do whatever I want to
Got into something you can't undo
I piss in whatever
nothing on me
Ah, come to me, run to me, come to me now
We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God
Man, oh, man, I just love Christmas
It's
in this life and you have won
It is supposed to be fun but stick by your mouth and by your gun
That's a J Phraze pun enter void and you'll be numb
they don't believe in it.
And it seems you can achieve by any means go and get it
Anything you vision and anything you wishing
You can live it just bare
whatever for money
They'll murk a nigga now and got to church on a Sunday
Probably snitch on homeboys and take a flight out of country
It's fucked up,
if you joke or not
Crypto never hold a lot
You don’t wanna stir the pot
You dont got a pot just to piss in
I spin I'm nice wit a fidget
Might Hit my
that got me thinking like this
Look
Uh
Man I want everything
From fame to a girl that deserve a wedding ring
Pushing through the mud on a bike
We keep it
don't want to waste your time
But I done told you time and time again
Whatever you're going through
You can come and talk to me
And I will say
God's given me all this, still
I feel no different regardless
Kids look to me as a god, this is retarded
If only they knew
It's a facade and it's
running it
I came back from the time I was fumbling
I’m so high it got me stumbling
Ima fall down, then I get back up again
You want me, well I wanna fuck
Under machine guns they danced behind barbed wire
At below zero, it meant something to sing
Angelenos mixing up with farm kids in the choir
The best god
(I think they've lost their minds) Think y'all lost your mind
Y'all got me on my shit
Raw, rough and rugged, when addressin' the mass public
My
she only wants to talk of love,
You go to see a play or ballet, and spend it searching for her glove,
Let a woman in your life and you invite eternal
easy does it
Aragbamu gbamgba okunrin ogun
I just wanna let you know pe emi labisogun
Alele o ni le komo ejo ma rin
O di dan dan
Ninu orin ninu ede ninu
a Amen
For Amen
God created this land
For all men
Who made this land?
The black man
Taught to do it God's way
By the white man
Still fugitives to
The slave
Bublé eatin' Creme Brulee and Kool-aid
You can scroll down just like Jubei, the whole timeline got that sauce
Hard and soft when I lay it down, gotta
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
show, cause racism been around, oh you know?
But you been so blind to it with the hope that they sold from the last candidate
Almost got me with
down)
I only got one world, mane, I feel like take this to the thick of him
Under there, got the smell, you do the hoe you hear
Fuck it there, let me
it, wait
God help and forgive me
I wanna build
Something that's gonna
Outlive me
What do you want, Burr
What do you want, Burr
If you stand
it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye
The rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got
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