Lyrics:
gotchu
Always by your beside
To help you and to guide
Princes now but great Kings y’all become
And never forget where you come from
We wear crowns
to
Remind me who the man is
Dreams been seeping through
Got me out here feelin' manic
That why I'm always tripping
Tryna figure out what the plan is
Sorry I
Can’t trust-hoes who disappear on ya
There’s been, a lot
Man I feel for you
Gun shot, gun shots
Yeah I fear for you
Don’t worry bout the struggle
It’s all
Christ gave us the right way to save his people
Yahweh
I want to be accepted
Just another way to show you who I am reppin
Since 1985 I been studyin for His
Quite frankly I'm just posted where I'm getting it
No lagging on my Henny yea I'm sipping it
Bullets hit the opposite so watch on who kick it with
Got
like a farrow
Grab a bitch by the doobie
Fuck her with out a care tho
You was with me since hoopties
Before the Alfa Romeos
Now you hanging w goofys
from the words of a man
I've been divine, entire clique being endowed by my hand, man
You see the callouses the world in my palms
Psalms turn to swan
Sometimes I be here by myself
I don't really ask for no help
All I ask is for you to be there
Hold on wait I just gotta make you clear
I'm the man
the saving faith
By the saving grace
Of our Lord Jesus
Who came to take our place
From the Wrath of God
Which will be the wicked fate
But God provided
by brick
And the money don't move unless I say so
The road to the top is simple
Keep attacking your goals, don't sell your soul
Roger that, tenfold
Once upon a time there was a kid who could rap
Way before ya'll started calling this music trap
Slayed with his lyrics and stole the show with his
on my body
Tell me that I should do better
But she also getting dicked
By someone who could do better
So why the fuck does her opinion even matter
And this ain't new, boo,
but who knew
About that good juice that's flowing through you
It feel like voodoo
I'm going cuckoo
Every time I think of you, feel
I woke up cuttin' up girly on the beachfront I Got a wife, struck by the rallies when I
Re-upped She said she left the crib and ain't been home
It's
to really get it in
Been hustlin' since a youngin' in the plot
I was down by ten, niggas tryna take my spot
Saw that vision through the lens, it's so clear
different ways I usually ignore it
Am I thinking too hard?
Is this really who you are?
Blinded by my heart
Damn I should've stayed far
God wanted us apart i
And they built a little shack by the railroad tracks where the heart of the city beats
No shirt, no shoes, no rules, swingin' from the trees
(Ooh-aah-aah
or a stepper just
Feeding it to the youth cause
All these niggas who can't fight trying to to teach Them how to shoot
Trying to teach em how to turn up
Turn
the pain i go insane
I lost my brother to some bitch nigga who lost his brains
Might go put meaty on my chain this just some thoughts before the fame
Lil
Yeah you already know who it is, Project Baby
I ain't no Project Baby
I wasn't born in the Project, but I was born down the street for the Project
O's on me
Gettin' chose by these hos, I got these clothes on me
I'm doin' my gangsta boogie, you hear that beat boomin'
I made that shit boo, how you
She done went and cut everybody off Nobody had checked on her
Her granny had died and she was the last one who took care of her
Feel like , she ain't
hating on me cause I'm doing the most yeah
I've been getting high losing who I know open her legs then I open her door
She fell for the way that I sing
and wrong it's a wrestle
I been scrolling my phone I know too many people
But none of these people are really my people
If I ever went down on a slope who
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