Lyrics:
mine, you niggas are fakin' the grind
I'm bright when I shine, y'all bake
I'm fuckin' with dimes, they cannot believe their eyes, I can do all of this
Asics
Most of ya'll be fuckin' fakin'
But I done escaped the matrix like
Damn
Here we go again
You'll never get the win
Cuz I am Steph Curry
Yo ass is
cause ima still bear my fruit if I'm wrong
So keep it going
Hands raising all praise to my god
No fakin guns raising to the face of a fraud
Never
So let me make an impression
I'll give ya mental erection
And soothe your souls infection
The verdict is LIFE by this musical injection
God is the only
countin' on ya
Your women sidin' with ya partners, why they plottin' on ya?
We might never understand, no one's there to hold your hand
Even heaven would
called when its late
So I gotta watch where I'm grazing
Coz ya little arse led me astray
Still by the ashtray I'm anxious
From the days you were making me
you do it well
Anything you do, girl I know you will excel
If them haters cloud your Heaven, I know you gon give em hell
That's Danielle
Girl you know
a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out,
I'm poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out,
I'm not your ordinary player,
Because you'll leave in
She bad and she know it
But the genuine type
She ain't ruled by force
Of your expectations
She is who she is
She ain't never fakin'
First name POWERFUL
She bad and she know it
But the genuine type
She ain't ruled by force
Of your expectations
She is who she is
She ain't never fakin'
First name POWERFUL
This paper gone make me paper
If wavey give it the pen touch
This stage of wavey life take it day by day
And make it influx
This bag running out
are
But nigga I know your name cause I can read it on your chain
You know you're ghetto when your singin' along
And you can relate to the rhymes I'm
the Cross with ya (I'll Bear the Cross with ya)
Lord cleanse me of all my sin
This is all fact ain't nothing to be debated
Christ was crucified by the same
keep on pushin' me
Huh
Fuck with my bread
Have ya career hang by thread
Take back what been said
Ugh ugh
It's too late for that
Went behind my back
Call
Christ
That's right I said it I won't apologize
There's no rhymes to waste cause lives are at stake
Only righteous by faith that's why I swallow pride
down
My mind racin I been thinkin bout ya smile
And how I'd look if I was walkin down the aisle
They say diamonds are a girl's best friend yeah I love
Lookin at my hands you've unbound them
Ya burned all the sigils and freed my men
But my friend you are mistaken
As you look upon my heart
You're
It's just really, really boring, like a bubble-free bath
And who would ever try to go to college for that
Thank fuck I got distracted by that man in my
they all sound like automatic weapons to me
That send innocent kids off to heaven
So I prefer if we don't use the AR-15"
And he said, "But it's
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
Is there a heaven for a baller?
Pistol to my head, every time I call her
Pistol to my head, they wonder if I'm Hellbound
Can't be worse than this,
verses everytime I talk
I'm confused by my psychologic close set backs
In the storm watching out through the wet cracks
Looking for heaven off in all
You didn't know it,now I show it
I'm the Hip Hop boss
See,people like you are known for fakin'
Frontin' and bluffing and perpetratin'
Biting
Ooh ooh baby come through
Don't waste ya time
With anybody else
I came to make ya smile
So don't be by yourself
But if you're fakin' out
Then I won't
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