Lyrics:
that
That's where my minds at
Hold up I got more to say
I faced death in 7th grade So know I ain't got time to play
I put in real work no help
Still
much say on the 7th album? - light
There's ill niggas that ain't poppin' without him
Like, if I'm the final destination, y'all know the outcome, right
niggas
Who the fuck said we friends mayday!
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I leave I'mma take some more niggas
Am allergic to them broke niggas
Larry: Brothers and sisters I have a confession to make this evening. I been a fool, I been hanging out on street corners with whores and junkies -
I feel the scarabs
Commitment
What is your opinion?
What if its different?
Conflicted
Can someone sit in?
I've reached the limit
Too much consistent
myself anyways
Till my time is ready I'll arrive up to them heaven gates
Feeling ready raising mayhem while I'm in this wicked place
Never speak my mind
with your life
I got no mercy for your fuck ups or the way that you behave (on blood)
And represent that from the cradle to the grave
Oh my partner he
and drink by evening
Snap back , throwback play some Chingy
Speeding When i’ll arrive is Eta divide by 5
Cheesing came so far I celebrate with all my guys
know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They
preservation I diagnose is my condition
Conflicted by these visions of
Living with my addiction
Convicted by religion this planet
Is heaven's prison
This my
the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is and it's hard to handle
When the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
My channel
Is for lands of the of phantom
Bon bananas
Open apes up like a present
Gates will surely crape in the palms of heaven
7
to grab the gun, couldn't get it, middle of the night
Had to fight for my life when you try me
Connecting this year, we'll mark my nigga
I love my nigga,
out of prison still living
Join the other five million under state supervision
This is business, no faces just lines and statistics
From your phone,
Yeah, ya'll thought that underground shit
Wouldn't gon' work in ya
Yeah
For the ouijas of sin is death
For the gift of god is eternal life
don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in
someone
The one who really trust to
My life has begun
And then I met you
When our eyes met right in ths club
I just can't forget this moment
Hook:
Baby
in the club lookin' at
niggas crazy and shit (Word, yeah fuck them body-o's homes)
Motherfuckers is faggots (call me nigga?)
Step back it's
shine shine shine
Three Eight One Seven Two Four Six
Feel divine touch spiritual mix
Eight One Six Two Three Four Seven
Unique traits shine blessed by
still got my fans, that's a blessing
Listen to heaven, just stay on my grind, and that's 24/7 (yeah)
And I know my mama Joanne is smiling down on me, I
easy without near
When I turn around you always on my side
Can’t breathe, can’t sleep
Can’t do nothing without you on my mind
This is freaking me out
Is this the best you have to offer us?
You genius, your hair mussed
By now you must have heard about the whirling world outside
Twist a knife in
smile
Shit you so nostalgic
Them bitches couldn't be this wavy
With they mamas stockings, i got this
Relax your body, time is of the essence
Believe me
it's like this, word
In this life every night I'll find the right type in the mix
Like Jack and Coke with limelight
Funny how we do wrong things
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