Lyrics:
move, the things you do
I'll probably burn in hell for saying this
But I'm really in heaven whenever we kiss
But oh no, you won't change me
You can
once again as a man
Oh my reign will never ever truly end
By god's grace, or just through my ways
I'm heaven sent, so why wait?
Blood stains
overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant.
Whoa I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it
overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant.
Whoa I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it
on the crown that I mount, no TV
I'm seeing it now, no Stevie, I wonder about the needy
How they lost it all, but closer to god
So who really feeding they
as hell I'm trying to make my own heaven while I'm still here
Incase there's none
So don't get me wrong when I say what I say and how I say it
You can
and on the table
I gave her my world so many times
Just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
I wonder just how
close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up
really really Love you
What is man that you Love Him so
A little lower than an Angel with a sinful soul
I Love you Lord cause despite my sin
Your keeping
the world who you really truly are(You're beautiful)
Perfectly created from My God
Heaven sent blessing from above and beyond (You're beautiful)
Haters gon
was so (so) mysterious (mysterious),
Oh yes, he was
He was so
(he was so, he was so!)
Mysterious!
He was so
Mysterious!
'cause when
still ain't fucking with me
People these days
Doing anything for fifty
Thousand followers
Like it really make 'em happy
People getting covid sick
It so
caught
Lovin' the streets 'cause they never gonna love you back
But I feel like it's all we got so it's all we really do love
At the end of the day I
Damn, BT
New money, old money keep piling oh
A new bag, brand new deposit
A new bag, brand new deposit
New money, old money keep piling
This
overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant.
Whoa I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it
wit' Glock
Then I bust down the scale
Ain't fuckin' wit' none of these niggas be bitches so I'll slide just by myself
(Imma ride by myself)
You know imma
cuz you're an old fad?
So sad, these younger rappers just got the gonads
Go mad, need to evolve just like a lotad
You'll go bad, now hit the road just
really want is for you to be here too
The years go by so fast
I thought they would last
But now I'm dancing with
The Ghost of Christmas Past
heaven
To hit 111 in a Miata
An American working at Mazda's
West Coast Design Studios is passionate
About the primitive demise of the old 2 series rank
rocks me that I had your support for so many years
You gotta learn to use your mind
To help keep you out of certain situations (oh)
I'ma make it
yelling, "Woo"
So before you die let's see who can out-petty who
With your corny lines (Slim you're old)
Ow, Kelly, ooh, but I'm 45 and I'm still
Young folk, old folk, stillborn babes in arms
They've left the mess, the strife and stress
And now everything's quite calm
But down the road there's
Radiator won't get hot
Eh, the mean old landlord
He don't care if I freeze to death or not
Ah but, saturday night in Harlem
Oh now, everything's alright
miracles so would I)
If only you believe like I believe, baby (if only you believe like I believe)
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles (if only
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