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that you did
When you sent your only Holy Son to die for sins
Took my place in District 12 then He Rose like Prim
Ain't nothing like sin. Cause sinful

the ting with like 9 more shells
It cost 2k for a single event
By the time that you heard this line
It cost a band just to get a verse (Gang)

Hook:
Rose

practise punchlines that I wrote
In the haze of Summer time, no one else, it's remote
Just my girl by my side
Stare at stars till Sun rose
We laying by

What if I wasn't lonely when I woke up
What if I rose to the cry of a baby boy in a crib close by who saw the sun peaking in through the blinds

my life, with hella hella sin
Like I'm being punished for them hoes, I dug up in
All them years praying to God, but where that nigga been (Huh)
All

Nevertheless, the doctors have been encouraged
By her progress
And think that a few days back home
In what they call a "family atmosphere"
Might hasten her

me
You're not ready for the battle
Cause the battle not mine
But it's the Lord's
So don't let the door hitcha 
Where the good Lord split ya
Send you

one
Who they be screaming for
Fiending for
Playing all my records
Tell em stop
They looking like I need a needle more
Grab the doctor by they doctorate

attacking
Sample these imaginary visions come in avid
Lead towards me, she a rose and I’m assassin
Swimmin’ in the pussy
I swear no catfish
Cookie so good

respond
I’ma let you lie down get your feet rubbed
By your other nigga..
You wanted me jealous, well here you have it
I fell for you tricks like a silly

And things was all good a couple weeks ago
Sun was shining, weather nice and hot but that's the season though
Hot weather equals hot lead and what

cool and shit
But do you pick up
Them books?
What’s yah 5 year plan
I ain’t gone cuff you
For looks
I am a mogul in the making
What’s a King
To a rook

enough for me
'cause I had never been enough for you. 
So this is my breakup song for you. 
Fuck you! 
Fuck you! 

I had so many good things to write about

a good ass time but I'll be gone for a while hope that it's making you smile
But as my bones grow thinner my spaceship grow cold as you ride in his Bimmer

a good ass time but I'll be gone for a while hope that it's making you smile
But as my bones grow thinner my spaceship grow cold as you ride in his Bimmer

the day we’ll start rehearsing our play
For myself that’s such a big day
Seeing my ass on a big stage
Roses at my feet, everybody praise
Every line spoken,

your toes
All the way up to your throat
You Begin getting taken to
Allah for your report
It won't be good
As he calls you by the worst names
And returns

myself
Then your voice is gone for good
Think God forgot me on the rocks in search of cleaner fresher fruit
My spirit's destitute, ain't no hell

interludes for the reachers
The heavy hitter that wasn't embraced by homebase
Couple tones I'm switching between somehow
I make 'em blend like an ombré
Thrive

a nigga hate it Said that I'm the greatest, but I'm underrated
Two-faced nigga, so I'm not afraid to face it

I had to stay patient, for years I was waitin

whenever you need
Like whenever you chose
I sport sheen on my face when I ride by the place that I rose
And I’m still on my toes
With a rope on my neck that

swallow my pride
I can't keep this bottled inside
So here goes (Goes)
As the years go by (By)
I keep thinking bout the days we was like brothers (Now)
We

another cold one my way, cheers to years gone by
So much has changed but we remain, so here's to you and I

Raise your glass up
Raise your glass up
Raise

roast

P90 by the back door
What you even so relaxed for
I just redid the floors
Chuck Berry shit

And the West Bend Florida caught a plug
Leaving Georgia