Lyrics:
When you pray â€" You'd better be on your knees
Cuz the good lord ain't got time for you if you don't quite believe
And when you stand up
You better
WONDERFUL GIRL
by Gordon Pogoda & J Farell
With you, I am somewhere
With you, I’d go anywhere
A trip to the moon and back
From Monday to Sunday
I’ll
Where people judge by the color of your skin
This Is Us... AYE
Don't wanna talk about being slaves but thats why this won't end
This is US... AYE
Got
comin' back
(Everywhere I go) Simmie-Curry
Is magnificent, fuck that
Other shit, I'd rather fuck your bitch
Bitch
All about Pesos but my name isn't Pedro
salad on my toes
How'd it fucking happen, nigga I don't even know
Bitch I'm rich, I got millions out the back
Bitch I got some bands in my pocket, I got
the same words over again
Look back in thirty years
Wish you’d taken a chance
When that train comes out the station
Can’t hit the breaks
Got to keep going
[Lil Wayne]
I got popped in 94' them people caught me with some coke
But I pleaded as a user so the judge let me go
Now I'm back on the streets with
Either way
I'm about to shock my family
And my home town again
But this time I'm leaving
(chorus)
Once I'm gone, I cannot look back
I've got to trust that
summer just fly by
I wish I'd met you at the start of it
I left my heart in the back of a taxi
I think I left it there on the back seat
I called
blood, no time for maxing
Camouflage in the green, my back is arc
Plus you in trouble cause it's after dark
My eyes close like Steve Austin, I got you
writing and fighting
Igniting for the better days
Exciting, not hiding, smiling
Always
You got to the pick up the pieces that are left for you
You got
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn Zipporah
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see
debut, duckin' the Ginsu
B.R., natural born threat
He got his tech, and I ain't even put it on yet
Just imagine me and you toe to toe, back of the paddy
and it's so plain to me
It's so plain to see might seem crazy
That's just how I'm doin' things
Back then, all we did was play on swings
How'd you judge
money-go-round; watch your money-go-round
They got it wrapped up tight, they got it safe and sound
Watch your money-go-round; watch your money-go-round
As you
gonna put in work, gonna try and try and try
People gone judge, but who am I to care
Cause I got aspiration, and it's about who is there with me
Now I
dude, he's just rippin' it on the guitar
Well that's how you go and get your money for nothin' and your refunds back
We got to install sidewalks too
Why are my eyes so red, so dead, so fed up, can't keep my head up
Leaving me on read, your phone set by your bedside, it's a bad sign
I've got my
out cause they think that you might judge them too
Or what if they have a gift, but it's like they're scared to live
They've got a demon in their head
If I fell apart, could you bring me back?
We got a rock DJ
We got a total fucking alcoholic
We got a thing they call a cyber-girl
One more
Running on back for more
We got a million reasons to fight
I'll open all doors
And I keep coming on back
Coming on back for more
Not ever there were
me
You'd hold me tell me everything's ok
Even though I know my hearts about to break
Your one of those people who cannot be replaced
Cannot be
couldn't come to the zone
Back then, you woulda got jacked for your phone
Cop that shit that let that fly
Me and bro probably whipped that at the same
I tried to tell you that back, on the biggest hustle track
It's OK to sell crack, if the cops got your back
And they certainly will, if they're
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