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Who ha ho chee
Who ha ho chee
Who ha ho chee
Who ha ho chee

And I don't mind the silence
And I don't mind the sun
And I don't mind the God
Whom

I wish I could walk the walk but it's easier to talk
I guess I just run my mouth too much, oh my gosh
So I'm picking up the pace, I'm tryna run this

yeah
Aim for the sky
Promise I'll grind til the day that I die
Promise I'll make it, might right hand to God
But you won't believe til you see with your

wanna be with you until I die and no one else
Now I'm out here by myself
I don't need nobody else
When I came to you for help
You put my heart up

don't scar the rims
Hop in figure 8 I'm from
The Yay them tires spin
I was raised in a culture of
Vultures lions the politics have
A lil boy scarred up by

don’t make a sound
Watch your step all these racks on the ground
I stand tall lil boy you a midget
Think it’s 'bout time you and the chopper get acquitted

Oh y'all mothafuckas thought it was
Over huh? But it's not
You didn't count on a
Fallen angel gettin' back
Into the grace of god and coming after
You

don't need a bitch, but i just love the sex
Yeah I love the grams, oh God I love the racks
Young money counter, I been counting stacks
I ain't coming

Everything my father slayed for
Everything
You cannot serve two masters
God and money
Power (never to hard to find it, the only ones who lack are

leave the evidence under the carpet
I don't really need it.. if i did.. ama get it... lil nigga ama cop it

Oh u a djinee aladin huh?
Don't let your mind

quit
Miss me with the bullshit - miss me - miss me, miss me

I'm a god without the OD, I got G's but I am no G
If I ever quit I bet they'll miss me like

(Ruely the God)
Hold up hold up turn me up
Ok! Beat was made by Rue
Chilling in the booth
You know I stay up in the stu
(Ooh)
Man I'm the captain

focusing, she'd only begun
Oh, look what I've done, let our loving become
Always getting texts and lying 'bout who they're from
By the time I'm out in Costa

Yeah
Uh
Oh yeah
Uh
Uh
Yeah I don't fuck with none of these niggas
I don't fuck with none of these niggas
I don't fuck with none of these niggas
Yeah

Zarathustra
Cruelest nimrod!
Of late still a hunter of God
A spider's web, to capture virtue
An arrow of evil
Now hunted by thyself
Thine own prey
Caught in

And then you try to get it confused by calling me rude
I brush it off & keep it smooth
No wave caps
If you like games then just say that
But ion play that
I

There are some questions I would like to sit and talk to god
I'm not sure if that's good or there's people to guard
'Cause I've heard there's lot

strength
The Lord will do it
And if GOD for me ain't nothing that any one of you
Not even me can do to stop it  from coming thru
What's for you is for you

heart is blue
Keeping me a secret everybody knew oh im
Just a friend where do i begin stuck by your side through
The thick and thin played with my heart

act outta line
Make us act outta mind
God you're divine
Take a sip of that Belvedere just to calm my nerves when I'm feeling that derriere
Think it's

Want to break this? Never

Better stay in bed or,

I’ma show you why they say I got a great big temper

I’m like God and Godzilla if they were taped

Six-inch heels
By my windshield
Sparkling 'pagne
In a snowfield
Tell you that I'm broke
So you don't feel
I'm not real
Drunk calling at 2 AM
Drunk calling

want the bread, bring the Bimbo
Love the pink, no flamingo
God damn, this beat my jingle

Never going back 
Never going back 
I got a taste of the life

me cOVID-19
But i see no evil these eyes see
A lil deep in the reason to be at home
Get to know yourself better when ur all alone
But I still don't