Lyrics:
'm sorry, I fucking hate when you hurt, Hai
And sweeties, thank you for waiting to open gifts
But, girls, you can just open 'em
Dad ain't making it home
attention
Welcome to the bottom where it ain't shit to kill a man
Get hit with 9mm over 9 milligrams
Win or lose thank the Lord just to get a chance
Yo'
attention
Welcome to the bottom where it ain't **** to hit a man
Get hit with 9** over 9 **
Win or lose thank the Lord just to get a chance
Yo' opinion about
since the days when we tested in parks
Now I test myself in libraries with assignments and charts
Lord forgive me for the dirt I’ve done
And thank you for
that's why he died for you)
Ohohoh yes He needs you, He needs you to be saved
(Divinity made humanity just for you and I
What manner of love is this, what
ask the lord why her kids keep on dyin
I ain't forgot, it's a lot
Hope your nigga don't think you hot, cause you not
Boy I burn your ass and put you in
the cotton-mouth,.
U know what I’m talkin bout, walkin out the club,.
Blowin clouds in the parking lot, spark a lotta love,.
Get ghost before trouble comes, known 2
Walk in the building I'm feeling like Pac in the 90s
I dare a fuck nigga to try me
Mask on my face but it's not to be covid compliant
I just might want
This is the potion I got it in motion
The album is coming this just the promotion
Generational curse about to be broken
You know what I’m smokin
[Chorus]
Before I sleep
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
And if I shall die before I awake
I pray to the lord, my soul to take
For goodness sake
in
My shoes you'd be crazy too
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressin' keep a
Vest for protection
From the barrel of the Smith
all your vanity matters
Don't mock the poor represent the LORD
Pay tithes give back what you've earned
Do not be transformed by the world
Do everything
just like You
So that you can be seen when they see me
You know my thoughts
You know my heart
Along the way I made mistakes
But thank You for grace
Man dem affi know big tings agwan
Rolling up blaze just cuz we can
Always got love for me country man
I just want my music on demand
And the girl
gotta be like,
I just gotta be like you
Dear, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky,
Before the Lord get me, I gotta say something quickly
I grew up
and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
said you don't owe me nothin'
And as far as I know Lord
I don't owe nothin' to you
I ain't askin' for a miricle Lord
Just a little bit of luck will
Frederico Soprano
Niggas actin' monkey, my clip, I got a banana
Rollin' with guerillas, these niggas don't want no banter
I just might go flippin', go back
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down
Skin caramel complexion
Lips chocolate brown
I'm wondering now
Would you
she wants or anything they want
Or anything you want o woman I don't care
Lord I'd be in your debt
If you'd help me forget
That heaven's mine for
soul, thank the Lord it's my last day
In Chicago
Oh, Chicago. I just can't leave you. Maybe it will take a little time
But I think every single thing
the way that you are
I just want to be what you
Made me and I know this by far
I just want to be what you
Made me in the beginning
I just want to have what
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
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