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to God
I belong to God
I belong to Him
I belong to God, I belong to God yeah (God's Own, yeah)

Now let me introduce myself
Go by the name Shekwonya God's

a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know
We won't let hatred grow
Put a little love in your heart

And the world will be

That nigga wrong inside his head
That boy need surgery
Man they like
Where the fuck that nigga yunginn been
They aint heard from me
I just been out here

got me imma hit

Mmmm i aint worried bout shit
I know I wont go like no bitch

They not on the set for real they just be acting
The field dont condone

slam Kurt angle

8th grade with section 8 Rick was a loser
Now I do drive bys on electric scooter
Got more Tec on me than a damn computer
Tutor bitch

don't do fake love 
Cause I'm living in a real world baby 
Tell me go then stay girl 
Cause you all in yo feelings lately 
Mixed wit a little cray cray

I can tell 
That you loving the vibe 
Yeah I'm loving you 
Yeah I'm loving you 

All by myself
In this jam packed room 
In my right eye 
I see you

Don't be angry 
Don't raise your hand like Cain 

You should be sorry for me baby
Everything that I have coming
It's been with me all the time

for analysing
And this chap's flying in to track findings
Natural history is my domain
Extinct little trinkets and giant remains
I don't know though,

tense[02:10.25]Fucking wit nigga not average[02:12.69]Baby I made you a bad bitch[02:15.35]She go strip for me I don't gotta ask[02:17.78]Look me in my eyes while you

I'll make it happen girl I'm here for ya
Let me caress you I know you had long day
I rub you right cuz the world rubbed you the wrong way
Now get naked

to Japan
Then I might book it to France
She ask me if I wanna dance
I really don't like romance
So I won't be holding her hand
So I won't be holding her hand

arrested – getting arrested don't make me guilty
But by the time I make it to court
The media dun' killed me
Gotta good heart but we all do wrong
I really

Fuck friends nigga 
Gettin' to that money bitch! 
Lets Go 

What you want me to say (Hmm
She worked the carpet at the mandalay bay (ism
You want

wanna go
He told me, don't you bring no bags, no need to check
He tryna spend that check, I'm like, bet!  He said he just wanna be friends
He got all

can't read me my rights
I don't wanna fuck, you ain't even my type
Niggas wait to see me in person then type
Only person ever put fear in me is Christ

til it's hurting
Please don't tell me to be patient, the last thing I'm doing is waiting
Play me in rotation at radio stations cause every song that I

Legs they be soft and sleek
Need you right here with me
So I be doing my thing
Approach you
Be asking for dates
Girl we been putting this off
Fly with me

pocket
Don't give me a Concussion
Know you're not  Aggressive but I needed to
Say something
The song needa keep going Cuz you know my raps be Bussin

But

going mach speed (Shraa Shraa)
She blonde like just Durkio
White on her face she got white on her toes (Brrrr)
No shot for me I got bottles by dos (Frrrr)

support, just dont get brainwashed
Peer pressure doin its dang job, man whatchu talkin' bout
Let's get this money
Homie let's get this money
I gotta go

in New York, I'm never home alone
Lately, though, I've been grinding, trying to get white diamonds like Post Malone
Nah, for real,
don't let that go

and you
Fuck all that word I'm off
There's no telling what you be going through
Baby, let me hold you down
We can take it slow
Yeah, chopped and screwed
So

different, she ain't even notice me[01:13.34]She like, where is your diamonds? I know that you shinin', I'm into the smaller things[01:17.35]She want the wine