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in the nigga face
Don't see what the fuck
Bulgin' off my waist? A nigga rob me
He won't make it past the gate
Put his mom in front of the pastor' face

I, told you once and I told you before
That love is 'posed to be something more than a pastime
I said I, dust myself off and make my way to the next

thing. I always fly early. If there's a problem you got time to fix it. I fly so early I got to the gate once, coffee shop's not even open yet. It's just

to heaven gate
Lord forgive those who confused me by compering me to this other  niggvs father forgive they made a big mistake
Kill you by surprise like

to this
Protocol when I stepped in the room used to be hide ya miss
But that's the old me vintage me I changed a bit
Now I kick verses bout God and bars

a blunt
She a brown skin girl, her body Decorated
By this thick, lifted African butt
I swear
But we don't call each other
Protocol says we only DM
That time

of times
Now where will you run off to 
On judgment day your next in line 
Some never will make it through 
The gates and see the lovely light 
As long as I