Lyrics:
a single blow
Before all our careers depended on a single show
I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home
Now I got a lot of cash and I'm on a road
I
For your boy
I'm watchin' Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor
I'm tryna pop the McLaren with the vertical doors nigga
Money,
to retire
But I pray I'll never tire of going hard for messiah
I don't need no motivation you the reason I'm inspired
Go hard
Go home, go hard
Go home
Someday soon there's gonna be
A great reunion by the sea
I'll see my Jesus cross the water
Spread His arms to carry me
I'm going home to be with
tired of you in
my family and I'm tired
of you in my church
I'm not my own,
I'm bought with a price,
I'm a Holy Ghost filled man
And I'm tollin' the bell
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
opportunity I've ever been, uh
Threatened with resistance, it's been met with resistance
And not only me but, it goes down my family tree
You know what I'm
said, that I'll sleep when I'm dead
Who's on the beat upon the feature with Ed? It's D-E-V to the Z
Overtired, pale-faced like Michael Myers
Bags
the Wayans)
Bitch, I hate to tell the truth, we're not the same (he's Baby Keem)
I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' game (a Range Rover)
Rippin'
When you come home to me
I'll wear a sweeter smile
And hope that, for a while, you'll
Okay, thank you
Thank you so much
I'm climbing uphill,
don't have a date
But see I'm growing and getting stronger with every breath
Bringing me closer to heaven's doors with every step
As we speak I'm in
every day
Now let that broken record play
Whoa
Whoa
Going home to friends and family
The best thing I ever did
I may be far away
But I'm still
out on my own
No friends, no one who loves me sometimes
I feel like my family isn't even there
For me dealing with the struggles of
Poverty, being
your kind of people
I finally bought a home to raise my family
I'm done with all the hoes and they anatomies
I tried to call yo' phone again, you said
While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English he's
Chorus: OJ:
I'm going home for Christmas
I'll pack my bags before it gets too late
I'm going home for Christmas
I long to see my family and my friends
I'm
daddy
He never meant to have me, and problems keep comin' at me
I wanna walk with Jesus, but my legs too heavy
I'm hopin' prayer works 'cause the walls
Yeah, haha
I'm back off in this bitch
One more time, to drop this rhyme
'Bout where my roots at
Yeah, Westside is in the house
Frazier Homes is
I'm going stay the same, huh?!
[Chorus]
Lord have mercy, and pity on ya son
From what I once was to what I have become
Killa, tryina murder it chasing
Yeah, haha
I'm back off in this bitch
One more time, to drop this rhyme
'Bout where my roots at
Yeah, Westside is in the house
Frazier Homes is
sleeps by a campfire under the bridge
The shelter line stretchin' around the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars out
alone
With The Alchemist producing Kris, yeah
We in the zone anytime I’m in the club
It’s like I’m really at home
You my family, so disrespect, well
We’ll
the Way with Christ I'm living my best life
Jesus is the Way Jesus is the way
The Truth and the Life Jesus is the Way with Christ I'm living my best life
to
Come on join the family
Come on join the family
Now, we're the one true creed
With Jesus we bleed
Come on and join the family
Come on join the family
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