Lyrics:
every so often
You sayin' I got my swagger back
I'm lookin' like bitch, my swagger never left
But we so hard pressed, to be impressed by these new
a new creation
Covered by the blood wrapped in salvation
This right here make me wanna dance
Do a two step and lift up my hands
This right here is another
crossed the line, now he a dead guy
Jump out the Jag, up with
The Mac like, "Pussy boy
I’m tryna see what you on"
By the fact she put me last
I know shawty
Form a new alliance with me
Take that monster down for good!
Doing this from obligation
Though I've caused much devastation
I don't want to go on like
look good today"
But what about yesterday? Like
What are you talking about?
"Oh, you look real nice today" (Nah, yeah)
There's only one day, by the way
it, just for you to play, and she makes it through for me
But that's a whole new different chapter of the playbill's orchestrated illustrations
Left
And it's entirely up to
You that's what I realized for that
Whole year, I was like
"You motherfuckers gonna keep me here?"
Do you ever worry that the more
Of dead memory waste
You can see it on my face
My smile is a chain link fence
I dare not frown for fear of what comes out
My smile is a chain link fence
nothing more than life
What else these days it's hard to tell
Who really cares for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
Sometimes
imperfect and so am I.
I can start to manage, use that all to my advantage
It keeps me in check
I can see what's right, top, bottom and left
Too much, too
?
I wish that every day
That a hustler could make it out the ship
Got my family, bills paid, new crib
I wish that every day
I could make a hunnid
close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm cryin' for you day and night
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah,
and the only begotten son
My Lord
For he so feared the word
He left his only begotten son
To shed his blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
or end up dead
'Cause when we flip, what's left to be said? New York
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York
Number One
New York, New York
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
or somethin'?
And look like niggaz thinkin' it's a game or somethin'?
Givin' me that look like what's your angle cousin?
I look left, look right, might be
the dozen, put it down when they said we wasn't
Trust me it's nothin', just another day in the life for country cousins
It's nothin', I'm from New York but
to lose
I can give you all but what's left to me
Talking like you've been there but you ain't never knew me
This time you can't pull up it's a new me
You
hesitate to
Fuck a young nigga up", lord
My new bitch left me
She said she felt too disrespected
It made no sense to me
But not to the people closest to me
Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need
reasons
To be me
Introspective
Looking within for my truths
Intentionally
I'm Growing
Wholesomely
And daily, daily
It's a new day
To be new
It is a new day
quarantine
I’m in quarantine, haven’t left the house
I’m in quarantine
Haven’t left the house for the past week
I don’t watch the news or else I can’t sleep
I
to find a new way
Every day, I'm trying to find a new way
Another day that I had to wake up, shake up, pattern up and draw for the Bible
Another day where
Clock in, ask my people what's happening
Normal day
Pumping up so we can make all our bread and the cheese
With the sauce that we ride
When time for
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