Lyrics:
looking for
Peace of mind on the other side
Luxury or lies
Real eyes, realize
But please Lord tell me is this it
Building a life you proud of
The kind you
through, no cap I start bucking
Taylore will shoot in Mark Suits by the dozens
Fly in ya room like a gnat, why you buggin'
My book of doom will loop all
120 up on the dash
To distracted by my work
To be focused up on the bad
Hop in my bag and you know i'm goin get it
I sent the text and she said that she
the Lord
Man I’m blessed, it’s not my fault
Oburo by cho cho cho and oburo luck, eme ihe ego akpo result
My pocket fat, I don’t belong.. pray my days be
of evergreens
His mothers tears have long since dried
But she still sits right by his side
And if you listen close you’ll hear a faint lullabye
What if I’m not
If I said it, you wouldn't listen, so I let him talk to you
I'm trying to be faithful, but baby, it's hard
It's so hard
I'm not saying I'm
Easy to hide all the faults that I got in me
And see them in you, O Lord, keep your heart in me
May You guide back those who fall away
Be with our loved
like Nate Dawg
If i Don't listen to some Pac by the end of the day, Imma hate yall
Cowards praying on your downfall
Cuz thats just what cowards do
Don't
a "just ate ass" face, why y'all mad at him?/
The magnum, that you keep by your abdomen/
Better stay where it's at, I don't mind going back again/
Mind
a classic
Fags get put inside a casket, cliques get blasted
by them niggaz tatted with dragons
[Chorus]
I'm try'na live one time shine (why can't a nigga
to die
Or live like ghetto zombies
In the house of the Lord
I make relationships with Allah and pray hard
Even though I'm at odds
With what I know
of disrepair,
I had no strength or might.
Through the turbulence of the fame,
And the glory that I sought,
I surrendered myself to the drugs and the pills
By
what you know 'bout that?" the old ones replied
Life's like a parking lot, products don't help a lot
Hoping they listen and wise up before they drop
Of anybody or anything
MB2
Listen people ask what it mean
To be set up to win
It mean that money coming fast
And that bread is legit
Determination perseverance
the ruff
Lord finesse is making it for the ruff
My man perfection
Showbix and ag are definitely making it for the ruff
And in case you don't know by now
AM I TOO IMMATURE? I'M SO INSECURE
ALL THE STUFF ON TV LORD ITS KILLIN ME
WASSS UP WITH NUMBER SIX ITS MAKIN ME STRESS
I THOUGHT IT MEANT NO SEX MY
and big poppa shot ya
Early departure, street gotcha
Pourin' vodka on the Bourbon
Get blocked off
Your name's on the chalkboard
Unsolved murder by drug
god them bullets missed em
Overtime up in them cells he started preaching Islam
I ask em how he feels, he just hope the lord forgive em
I'm in a city
the following herd
The age of control is upon us
Caged with ideas
And chained by words
This has been a test
Do not adjust your set
Believers have a choice
we gon' eat, no cappin'
Ain't no time to listen to the fake, don't matter
I got bitches bad, bad, bad, gettin' badder
Gatorade, I be off the dome,
When we're together I have nothing to hide
I can hold you close and feel you deep inside
When I needed you
You always found the time
To listen
decisions ask God for forgiveness
His love is authentic yo soul he's defendin'
He's callin' you listen you payin' attention?
Distracted by the world
when the cops approach you, you might have to put your hands up
Respect all people and show honor to the king
No matter what they think the Lord
know how much it costs?
We must forgive ourselves
Waging a war based on hatred
See what we have become
A world defined by lies
Oh Lord, Thy will be done
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