Lyrics:
who lives in me
So ain't no way
Ima do this for the fame
No way I'ma do this for breesh
Servant of God, that's who I be
S.E.C.R.E.T
I'm pinned to God
niggas with riches
I tell 'em, "Get him," they say, "Yes, daddy"
And they don't care how we split it
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy
He hit
feel more like NWA
Pushing in the red zone
I need beats by Dre, and I don't mean them headphones
Talking bout some bangers I can sprinkle some these gems
It's, T-Double on the microphone, and I can
see trouble right in front your home
Far as the kid's concerned, let him live and learn
And let him grow
singer puts it like this
Girl, I put you first now
You made me, helped mold me, turned me into a man
Come on now
Holy Ghost help him understand that God
don't know what he was thinking about or what inspired him to write this tune
But it's a deep tune
There's a deep meaning to this tune because it shows
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by
But it's always rocks and beer bottles they throw
At first they're excited to see a talking goat
They
Yeah, yeah
Don't compare me to employees who hopin' they see a check
I'm in a drop top McLaren just hopin' I see an ex
She hopin' we reconnect
make even a broke nigga put his last on it
You gon' make him spend the dough, he don't even have money
When you take off all your clothes, they gon'
him out shut off his brain
Can't you see we ain't the same? If you ain't fittin with the move
then we gon' crop you out the frame, out the picture
I
day
See you on the other side
The reason I preach this gospel, cuz I don't wanna see my brothers die
And when my brother died
My spirit was strong cuz I
a sight,
That I'd never thought I'd see.
The Old Man swinging his hickory stick,
But he wasn't swinging at me.
OLD MAN: Fuck you pot smoking turkeys!
Don't
One thousand different houses and Munchausen
I'ma make you wanna punch out some f- one
"Ouch, what the f- you hit me for?"
Screamed life as I
why you're back but don't rap the same (yeah)
And you're lookin' way thinner
'Cause your hunger got you lookin' like they took away dinner
Sugar Ray
feeling
We don't conform
Still experience wouldn't take
CHH serious enough
To put them on that platform
See the true legacy Jesus
Is the Holy ghost
He left
And turn this rap singer to a ringer
As far as Wale fuck his people
He prolly die out by the course of next season
What the fuck is a dig dug I really don't
like it was April, look, look
Look to the gospel
By his wounds, we are saved, that's why I'm grateful
Trust in people, not Jesus, you see betrayal
If not
get me, get this now can you freestyle
Freestyle no styles free except da radio
But the radio controlled by the sucker move
Who moved away got away
was fluctuated but it just now went flat
See her body went down and her soul went up
She sent angels around me so evil could not touch
I don't lie no
Volatile
I don't ever back down
No, I don't know how to do it
Volatile
And I tell em Keep Away
Yea, I tell em Keep Away, Bitch
You don't wanna see me when
paid the wages for my bad business
(Preach) I just had thank him for his finished works
Seek his kingdom first
Turn away from all my wicked ways
eternity
To sign a bloody covenant and take
A deadly turn for me he ain't just agreed
Fulfilled it to the death of Him
Took that bloody cup that's meant for
They gotta be matching
Dont be lukewarm
Gotta be all in not a fraction
Spreading this gospel
I do for it for Him I don't do it for me
He's already me set
a Devil I'ma take it
If a Devil catch me right, I leave him buttnaked (yessir yessir)
Word is bond, test the God, I don't fake it
Yeah yeah, uhh
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