Lyrics:
baby
I get kinda shaky when they mention you
I just lose my cool
My friends tell me
Somethin' has come over me
And I think I know what it is
I
the head
But never love the bitch
That's just how it is
They don't wanna see me win
Even my friend
Can't trust again
Now I gotta sin
Drive by laid 'em
what you owe
Give her the cash back
Or you'll mess it up
Start yellin shit, like kuso
Said she love me back
But Ha, sore wa uso, lies bitch
Shorty a 10,
Chew on this
And if tomorrow never comes, fuck it, I'm wit my sons
Blazin buns in the back room, with D.O., Cal and Ones
Got my mic check by Cleo,
don't be
Give yourself prudence and love your friends
La France, rejoice your truth!
I I n the religion of the insecure
I must be myself
Respect my youth
like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn,
to drowning, by the time I learned to paddle
I was loading up that Smith & Wess, inside my grandma bathroom
I was reaching for the stars, but I got caught up by
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
It's a Saques track, B.I.T.C.H
Yo
Who said DS2 ain't the shit, niggas
Ha ha ha ha
Oh they outside
They ain't gone like this
I see snakes in
by my self cause I'm lonely
Surrounded by so much fake love most the niggas be phony
Bae I got a cold heart so please just hold me closely
Im starting
on the wall
That I think my daughter drew as a rainbow
You're standing in a pentacle
Being judged by lower level personnel
Garth Brooks said I have friends in
to driving the latest jags
To rock rags made by Italian fags
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing
Real affection with some misdirection
Words are weapons this a Smith & Wesson
Like I'm Kane or Like I'm O Dog I fell in love with Jada
But sense I'm
Friends, inquisitive friends
Are asking me what's come over me
There's been a change (there's been a change)
And it's oh so plain to see
Love
always has trouble
Falling asleep
And she likes to cuddle
While under the sheets
She loves pop songs
And dancing, and bad trash TV
There's still
Mi girl she looking like a diva ah ha
Shes the best I ever had
Mi no want another new friend eh ha
Say you're my number one Heart keeper ah
She ah
GETHSEMANE
WRITERS B.L. SMITH, W.B. WALDROP
Toll no bell for me Father
But let this cup of suffering pass from me
Send me no shepherd to heal my
I wonder how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into somethin' he can't out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick
sleepless nights - Public scenes, domestic fights
Routine ruts from day to day - Girls who won't go all the way
So. Cal freeway jams - S.O.S. and legal
Just in case they
Don't know
Tell the whole world
Your my girl
I ain't even tell nobody
They know, you're my girlfriend
Rumor has it you and I be
Would agree when I say the words
That, spike is cool
Yeah, the problem with my friend Spike
He has fallen into
A true love with a nice girl
Who has
Life with you makes perfect sense
You're my best friend
You're my best friend, oh yeah
You stand by me and you believe in me
Like nobody ever has
despair
I've forever be loved by You
Even in my darkest hour
He has been for me a strong tower
I am persuaded of God's love
I'll forever be loved by You
Written In Heartbeats by Gloria Smith
My Heart can no longer be broken
There's nothing left of it but tears
Well he stared into his glass
Then
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