Lyrics:
J town what's up it's your boy baby
Everything I am is what you and the Lord made me
You want drama you want action it's us baby
We're a hell
your eyes
Days and nights keep passing by, oh feels like the first time
Stay inside lose track of time, we both just blame the weather
I think I knew
from mud, but we dodgin' the pen
Okay, slide
Bought a lil 8th, so I'm down for the ride
Know I love da slab, 34's on the height
Know a bitch swang left,
And We sell not tracks but facts, so act like you know or you gotta go hoe
Oh, my bad
What I meant to say was bitch, ain't you supposed to be at home
I got vivid dreams holding memories of pyramids
Mirror them all fast when here with them bomb tracks
They steering us off path in fear of these raw
my bait is needed most
We all need the word but first I should get the people I know
Throwing seeds in the dirt
Just praying that it will grow
Giving
on me, not that I got edge, though
Girls curious to know me, cause I do just what I said
Oh, we get hype
We pull up overnight
Be scared to fight us too
the fossils burn
cnd the tables turn
Remember
You must LENR
Don't tell the doyens of science
But we got research teams workin' overtime
They know the field
something they ain't never seen before
Can't bribe me can't buy me bro
I'm like a li Moses telling Pharaoh nigha let me people yea
In order for us to live we
people ain't seeing
I'm making a change
Fuck all your egos
God knows oh God knows
I have sinned I been taken by the devil's men
Heaven please let me in
and we’re on the right track
Just meditate stead of busting our ass
I’m a system finesser
I’ll teach you the hacks
I’m a spirit professor not talking no
to the phony
I done been through it all by myself
I know exactly who i am like life lock
You will never understand how i felt
Keep it solid from the jump how i
just to pass time
I think I already know
The person I've become is stained by you
I'm conditioned to the thought of us
The only girl I never thought I'd
a sweater
Illest on 16 since hustlers drove Jettas
Had the lumber Jack with the hat to match
Been making heat tracks since the cabbage patch
No you
Now why are the models at the door
And the alcohol we drinking only premium liquor
And the spot just looks expensive you can tell by the décor
Know exactly where we at
Niggas this the battlefield
Which means it's wrap
Cause I aint playin
When it comes to this mic
I fly high
Touch the sky
where I've been
We met up on the Saturday, I thought it was us two
But I had not asked questions not knowing what to do
Twelve of them were in
knows mercy is greater than his wrath)
So in that, I not only pray for me, I pray for he. my dead brother Robert
Help him wit his problems
This the shit that puts you in a vibe
This the shit that puts you in the mood
To lay down what you got to lay down
You know what I'm saying?
It's
give my all but get nothing back
Heart split open by your acts, can't repair it to the max
Heart gets smaller every second maybe I should read some Acts
a track
Uncle Sam for the work Ima tax
Pay up muhfucker I need dat
I Put my gang gang gang on the map
Now these bitches wanna show up where we at
Same
afraid to get down and pray
I got the higher power I'ma be okay
I'ma bout' to hop in like Crash Bandi
Only on the track is where you can play me
And I can
Just give me money I gotta get by this week
Finna trap till I tweak
Heard she feeling P
Im in that track hawk jeep
Cant lil bro me
Big dogs gotta eat
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
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