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let life pass you by
(You gotta keep yo head up to the sky)
How will you make it when you never try
Gotta keep yo head 
Brother get yo bread up
Even

hood wit it neva change over
feel good trapping out a range rover
Buss down P's plain Jane roleys no co-dez
Do my dirt all by my lonely
From a hunnid

your Barney in the backyard
You dug it up with your bare hands—now that’s hard
Karma had a way of sorting that out
Fell out a tree, broken in pieces by

these three words. Say this!

All is well
All is well
All is well
I just want to thank you Lord!

© Joste Music (ASCAP), Arr. by John P. Redmon Music

need no favors

Life about to go stupid, and I'm about to go crazy
I don't wanna hear no talking, only my songs should be playing
Everyone grab a drink,

whenever I do
Got me feeling stone like Steven in the bible

I told baby is OK, cos everyday na so we gbemisoke
Tell me don't turn cos I done well
Life is

I put an ending to shit
I was brought up in fast life, surrounded by gangs
Dad was cheffing up those late nights, cooking for change
He told me

gon get this Jesus for the wholesale
						
I screaming Grace over everything G Code NEVA been ashamed Homie we bold. Favor on my life got me feeling

You off serving three pills
The Glock by the steering wheel
You must think you Obama, huh?
You ridin' 'round causin' problems
You think nobody

come and go so when my dreams calling me, I gotta seize that (GOT TO)
I gotta feed that, I'm never bothered by the clout, y'all could keep that (KEEP IT)

show me a sign
I been talkin' to the sky, people think I lost my mind
John, if you hear me, big brother, show me a sign
I been talkin' to the sky,

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

P.I.C. by my side
Both of us
Both our lives
That we trust that the dust that builds up will always move by
You and I
Man and wife til the day I die
Which

life, you know that's how life makes you stronger

Me - That makes sense

Driver - When you turn 19/18 you become a baby again. You gotta crawl. You're

to just hold on
Everybody misses you, P-A-T
Especially your down ass partna, that's me
Always on my mind, everytime I turn around
Up early in the morning,

deuce up the score, bitch that's for gangnem
We don't do no drive-bys, hop out, switchy on me, change 'em
R.I.P. Jmoney, nigga, I can't fuck the same

born at grady
By a strong ass woman who raised a soldier
No Limit with the hustle, like Master P
Tryna put it together, like piecing a puzzle
I see

wit my niggas we all fresh

Look,
It go down in my town ain’t no cappin bout it 
 Life a movie 
We just actin out in
I’m from the era you ain’t live it

bitches who boujee huh
My homies they tell me "she using ya"
But I got so much money don't give a fuck
Bought it by the bird, profit out this world
Show her

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

back, & it’s still free lil bing, Rest in peace to Buda, & so much pain & it stings 
R I P my brother Joseph & lucky we losing kings, All the real going

Ya Baby Call Me Daddy

Tim Smooth

Let It Be Written

knew that
Since you never gave lil' man shit for his birthday
Do me a favor nigga, make me a license plate
'cause I did everything for YO kid, you was

tellin' lies just instead of rappin
These niggas be tellin' lies just instead of rappin
I moved up to the Benjamins just from the Jacksons
I get it by

He traded me John Madden for
-I don’t remember the name
But it was weak though
The streets though, they play with perico
So Tito became my hijo, he had