Lyrics:
and best believe every nigga I'm with got a sit
They try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the public
You young, black, then
through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long
No one can tell me I'm wrong
I ain't goin' down
I had a baby
I'm gonna hold on
'Cause what I believe in is so strong
No matter how long
No one can tell me I'm wrong
I ain't goin' down
I had a baby
me now gon' be with me when Imma hold the crown
You was struggling in life when you was young
Ain't know what was goin' on and dad been harder on his
on the prize, our sight on the skies
So let this song get a hold of you, who are you devoted to?
Devoted to Christ because be knowin' what's right
We devote our
out of holes by hustling
To [????] hold your pain or either a fever
And held a target side Buddha, now I'm looser
I fantasise about this [????] I
Welcome, this is Godline
All our lines are busy
Please wait, we'll help you in a moment
Hold the line
Trying to connect with God
Trying to connect
on what you believe."
You know, "Hey man, ain't no way to know for sure who God is or what's really true."
But that means you believe your own statement;
What ya wanna know about me
Wanna hear what they say
They don’t even know about me
And I’m living everyday
Hold my head high that’s what I believe
had to walk and had to catch a ride? (what's up?)
The bus just passed by, but you wasn't there on time
The club just let out and you not even fly
pain
And I'm prayin that one day you feel all of his love
That's all I know, straight live by that
And I'm 'bout that life, I die by that
Believe
, spotting his love
Hold the mic like a .38 muzzle to snub
This flow, call it OJ blood on the glove
Above rap, capital G's speak on the facts
Please believe
Cheah, ayy, yeah, yeah okay
Hold up, do your job lil' whore (Bitch)
Lame ass nigga, whatchu blockin' for?
(Blockin' for) with a bag like mine you
[Royce (Pharrell)]
Be quiet (Yeah)
I know what you thinking (Yeah)
Who the hell is that (Yeah)
You in the club minding ya own business (Yeah)
the reck, with the motherfucking tec
[???]
They put the trap on the dope on the corner
Cling cling, boom boom boom, he's a goner
So one, two, what you
the time to spread the truth
I use the recording booth
Go and show the world what you can do
'cause God believes in you
Don't give up
Keep pushing through
the time to spread the truth
I use the recording booth
Go and show the world what you can do
'Cause God believes in you
Don't give up
Keep pushing through
you cock sucking sons of bitches (yeah)
State your name gangsta
Big Snoop dogg (bow wow)
Where ya representin
West coast
You gonna hold
you are sayin' you don't know
If I'm someone you can believe
So what is it, baby, you can't chance?
Can't you tell by the way that I'm touchin' you
[Spoken]
Hell yeah!
[Sung]
Can I walk by without you grabbing me?
Shortie, tell me what you want from me,
Tell me what you really want from
of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us
Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements
Why believe you? You never gave us
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see—and
the side street movin' single file
She say...
That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child
Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa,
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