Lyrics:
flight (woo) Modest, I can tell, I keep it real and prevail And when I had to fulfll, they know that I'm rich as hell Shot caller, since a jit, I be
bask in the lord of love cin't anything he can't fulfll the need of I'm asking for redemption I seek divine intervention I supplicate, divinate my true
hardest like old times Can't count the times you would desert me And I would break it of and I would run Then time and again you would fulfll me I'd take
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