Lyrics:
Get some company, go
I remember the time noone's by my side - so lonely
Only darkness - no ray of light, lost my will to fight - noone showed me
How
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
C's and that H
While you probably talking frantic on the tape
Niggas in the hood ain't tryna' to hear "Man it was a mistake"
To call you a bitch, not
floods, tidal waves
Worldwide fires, erosion, cosmic rays
Recurring ice ages
And we think some plastic bags
And some aluminum cans are going
To make
see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f- up sh-, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose
bright right on time
With no mistakes no mistake
I share the same name as Christ
Born for this generation
Moses Kennedy Luther Jr.
Osteen Joyce Jakes TD
upon you
While I kindly stand by
If there's a light in everybody
Send out your ray of sunshine
You're undeniably warm, you're cerulean
You're
take a puff and then I make a
Track that'll put us on the map like Jamaica
Time to rip this beat apart, steady stance, my feet apart
Peter Parker of this
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
kids single business woman
Look, everybody’s here trying to make
Or scrape a living
A fox freezes on the alley
Wall and stands still sniffing
Bare
out scouting hawks
With contacts in
Making vision prime word to Optimus
Its Raw, illest in the land by a landslide
Southern like Crisco and pan-fried
[Intro:]
Yeah, On behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by
with movement
I'm a triple G, ain't losing
Punch man, make sure it's filmed by Kugan
for me I know but I learn to manage the patience
Dumb mistakes these people make they must not have the patience
Had a quick conversation with time
don’t give a fuck about a shooter, I keep the torch
Everybody getting them a tag, I cleaned the store
Get it, I’m smoking stank I be gym socking
Smoke in
I wear these purple sunglasses
Hoping that the sun catch 'em
Hope it makes purple rays
Summer's so sweet today
You wear those purple sunglasses
the hook, so I make it real quick
If the world started burning, would we put it out together?
Or would we still fight with one another?
Everybody
a black tile on my socials
So you can't prove I had a motive
Provided photos of Trump showing care
Moved everybody, can tell by their tears
Twelve
backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper
haunted by the track I was doing for Sommer Ray
Felt the fame, and decided I wanted another taste
Made some moves, can't get settled inside of another space
in a big mud
when you're out there runnin' around
on a wild goose chase
there's a reason to keep believin'
God don't make mistakes
Everybody said you
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
I done made mistakes in my own past that made me drown yeah
I picked my self up off the ground yeah
I am such a king on my own throne I wear
What if we ain't have to go by what if's
What if I wasn't beefing with sheriffs
What if they ain't violate me at all
Patting me down grabbing my
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