Lyrics:
changed my life around
You taught me so much
About this world
I wouldn’t have thought
I’d have so much fun being with you
This perfect love could be true
Oh
in the hand beats two in the bush
Trying to stay driven in spit of how ugly it looks
Cuz they raised my momma rent and the homies need books
This shit
the Ferrari's
with two-twenty on the dash when your life ain't right
See niggas smile up in your face and stick a knife in your back
Snakes shake your hand
and the hurt (yeah)
Soaking up trouble like rain in the dirt (yeah)
And I know only I can stop the rain
With just the mention of my savior's name (uh, uh, uh)
time and I probably won't hit her again
Wont give em a chance I got the game in a choke
Yea I got the game in my hands
Im in love with the money baby
Im
don’t need to prove it
Always in front of your game
Nah you ain’t never losing
Hey
I can’t lie, I fuck with you
I like your vibe
You caught my eye
It was
your mind.
By the wayside we fell.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."
It's your decision, choose it well.
He said, "It's my way
hands
At my hometown pub with all my friends
The fiddle plays our favourite songs
And we dance
Like old-fashioned grumpy men
We punched each other in
Camouflage, with they hand on the grip
Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due
No, your feets not big enough to fit in his shoe
I don't rock what you
Deep into your eyes, I feel the love
Window of the soul, let me in
Need you my whole life, you're enough
I don't even know where to begin
So many
the left
Sun in the right
Mind in the stars God got us feeling all Light
Holy Spirit Lord I hear it guide me with your hands and Might
Your love comes like
with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die, oh
Just make your next selection, and while you're still in line
You
with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die, oh
Just make your next selection, and while you're still in line
You
are my feet dandy
Your not very fancy but
You taste just like hard candy
Hands up
Up in the sky
Middle finger out
It's not you
It's the other guy
We're
you think
I go150 percent
Nigga can't see me,I hand them the lense
They blind by 50
Do I make any sense?
Taxi drivers wanna get in her pantyliners
Coz
the time I got now
I giving it all the time I got now
I giving it all the time I've got in my hands now
I'm tryina leave this world all behind
I'm tryina get
stop or do I go?
Am I even supposed to know?
Is my life in my hands?
Or should I give it to the Lord?
What am I here for?
Man I really gotta know?
I got
it’s your bedtime
Every time you think of me when you look at the jar
My life is such a movie i’d like you to be a part
We can go shot for shot while
Alright
Alright
Yeah
Time waits on no man
Gotta put your hands
To the plough
Stick to the program
Thug it with my dawg so long
Chicks say it’s
Spend all my time as a poet
But If my life's a component of endless time while it flows by
Is time the opponent
And what am I but a moment
Fuckin
I still love you
No matter what, I am still in love
To hold your hands - and keep on holding
With all my heart - to keep you in love
Chorus
You
You keep my life within
Your mighty hand
Oh God
There's no end to Your love
There's no end to Your love
You're with us
You're with us
There's
a title
Life of Merlin
What I'm living, making magic in the forest
Worshipping my idols
You boys just trying to get by, though
Make an impact, cause a storm
Filled with broken waves
Broken people
Stuck in broken ways
Yeah
Okay
Fake talent, fake beauty
On the TV
Tegan acting bad but legend made her name
Even by
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