Lyrics:
bail
Bible stories are fake
Nobody fed thousands
Nobody got swallowed by a Whale
Hell, listen to the tale I'm About to tell
You ain't gotta believe shit
a damn thing changed
Ain't a damn thing
She said, I come back just to leave
That depends on who you believe
Take the side of whoever you please
Now that
you nowhere, believe it
Keeping it real will get you nowhere
Can't even receive it
These niggas out here, non-believers
You drawing up magic, and they
the opportunity, you gotta pay the price
Because time isn't something you can buy, I
I don't know why the time flies by
Flying by faster than I can blink my eyes
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, you gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, you gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
the four seasons
But you gotta know that
Some days I come off distant
Most days I'm in the present
Both days still end up pleasant
No J's, that's just my
playing home by P diddy in the city
Cops upstate tried get me like a week ago
Playing games with them I hid and now they still seeking bro
Gotta chase
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
king s*** no lie
J is so proven don't abide by the rules
You can call me fusion pro glide i cut so smooth
When i'm in my zone and the lights are
Phelps
BTA, Belt To Ass, leaving welts
Same lor, dirty nigga, came from the South (uh, uh, uh)
Seen some shit you just wouldn't believe
And she try bring
thought I'd throw it in
Then there's a 'U'
That 'U' is for everybody who believes
What the 'J' stood for
And also we have a subordinate 'U' for
The rest
Flowfreq
It's J Lollz, korrect
Me I be living my lifey
Cause I believe in my lifey
Good times all I do is keep vibing
See the pool of money all I
said I'm feeling
From more than you had
Now more than anything I just need one more chance
I gotta get you back
By any means
Back
By any means
youngest too
You won't believe the rumors
When you winnin' (No)
I don't care, my first car was a lemon
(Had a hoopty)
We would circle blocks so many times
My
"One beer? Man you gotta give me a dollar for a beer"
Check this out
One time, steps a man
Common Sense and the Unamerican Caravan
The true
in monogamy
Sorry not sorry it's too late for apologies
You know what that means though
You know what the vibes
I go by the G code
If you know you
entirely, I know you're tired of me
The chronic leaf can put ya mind at ease, just fine like Mary J
Gram by gram I smoke it down like its nothing
I don't
lonely?
From a place and a time, that y'all forgot
But you wanna remember me cause my man got shot
Life is hard, so I gotta be strong
I gotta keep it right
Gotta lead by example
Because you can't tell them shit
But that's just me
The things that I experience
Are innocent
Though in a sense
Ignorance
Probably
Do you believe in me
Do you believe in me
Do you believe in me yeah
Do you believe in me
Do you believe
Do you believe
They saying it's about
Nothing scare me, I think my real mother is Bloody Mary
I met Virgin Mary and popped her cherry
My vision exquisite I see you clearly
I'm a mix, Manson
preach how J please
Fuck what you seen, what you believe, because your seed, has been deceived
I gotta fresh lineup and a new pair of sneaks'
I gotta fresh
They thinkin' it's drug-related
Gotta weigh on you niggas
All on the radio with the beef
Got 'em sweatin' like they was Keith
And it's never gonna be
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