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alone, alone
Aw yeah
I'm playing myself
It's all in my mind
Broken hearts in both of my eyes
And I know love is blind
Going Ray Charles every night
I

A serial killer once walked these streets
His name was Charles Lee Ray
Shot by the police, he hid his soul in a doll
And now he's coming back to play

you like the way they shinning
Just be honest

Ray Charles with the love
I tote my stick like Im blind

Holes up in my jeans
Now Amiri jeans for

on
Cant see the bull shit like im ray charles
Money on my radar
Up all night work the graveyard
Just because yall hate dont make me hate yall
Shawty want my

waiver (Yup)
I'm walking in power, fear wasn't given (Yup)
I'm dead to my sins, so I can start living (Yup
On my Ray Charles, hates out of my vision (Yup)

problems I got those 2
Ray Charles wit the Bullshit no point, no view
Leave me out yo politics & conflicts
Be for Ya block lite  another candlestick
Heat

I'm Ray Charles
If I fall short then I'm preparing for the take off
And life be feeling crazy I just stay calm
Everything is temporary 'til you gotta

in love with your ways
You got me drunk I ain't talking alcohol
Winter came with the change
But we standin' tall
Ray Charles to them guys
I don't need

Batty crease
You mans on road
Please don’t make me crease
Since I was 6 said I was a prodigy
Charles and Ray Eames
Down to the sweaty jeans
Made by Saint

Ray Charles
We just trying turn his shirt red
Like Jake from State Farm
Why you hate on me
I ain't don't nothing to nobody
I wanna be a star
You hear

nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch that's bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
If he singing to the feds he losin' sight like Ray

and she don't like bud
Like Ray Charles use to say she got the right stuff
The type of Queen that you wife up
Church bells everybody dressed up throwing

Charles, I'm bout to hit the road jack
Tazzy a rolling stone but I always come back
From the land of the mac, I was raised by hustlahs
If the purse not first

the sky turn red
I still don't see where the blood at
I don't see it
Always be blind to the shit like Ray Charles
Niggas in your face
But behind your back

I be moving kind of fast
Tee say that I be rushing aye
Ray Charles cause i'm blind to the bullshit
Ran off with my heart now i'm emptying this full

ain't believe it
Songs I'm releasing, might even be 2 and 0
Fell to the ground, I was bleeding and people proceeded they really unusual
Ray Charles, I'm

hands tied
Stand by
We ready for take off
I handled it great soft
Can't see em Like ray Charles
You wanted a face off
I told em to get lost
For we jump

she topping
And when she on top, no stopping, I'm finna blow like the gun that's been poppin'
They can't see my talent, Ray Charles
He won't walk up

Blaming me like I did it
Ray Charles to your b******* I can't see it
Or touch it
Of topic
Do like a door and shut it (Shhh)
My thoughts running wild
Spice

Where I Belong

MIMS

Music Is My Savior

2007

the pearly gates to sit down in that white chair
Ray Charles, Marvin Gaye, Barry White did
Carry Mims Senior, Joanne right there
I don't need money; all I

strategically
I'm really out chea living that smoke
If it's beef better pray to your deity
Man there ain't no one seeing me
Ray Charles
Send my opp's

like Ray Charles
Run it up like cardio
Eat me up like sloppy joe
Pull up in a four by four
My niggas be trained to go
All day I be smokin' dope
Hell naw

Ooh, what's that
Come on, I'm broke, baby. I ain't got no money
Bullshit. I see you shining, nigga
I can smell a motherfucker with money

Even Ray

the
crowd They faking, like bow, like wow
Cartier frames on my face Ray Charles I'm blind to them now
Uh yeah, remember my pops in the kitchen He passed me