Lyrics:
tough
Never quitting i give my all but is not enough
If at all I got kick off of cause i wont give up
I Need some more i need a lot
Cus i need to need
island
I saw land and i wanna buy it
Told my sissy go get my wallet
She said girl you crazy i like it
We gon dedicate it to christ yeah
For the kingdom
can't die now cause I got another show to do
Don't give me no pity don't give me no grief
Wit till I die for sympathy
Just help me with this amp
I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do
Don't give me no pity don't give me no grief
Wit till I die for sympathy
Just help me with this
to rip him up,
Dispatching angels to my side ride for the truth, Drive-bys on hell gates screaming Jesus side Holy Ghost blowing holes in the enemy I chop
So gather round on primordial ground
And hold your chalice high
Bound by blood, bound by Christ
I tell a tale of siege tonight
On rocky seas
Heartstreets for the love of it
Always thought we’d stop when we’d become adults
Hard to visualize being a mother caught up in this lifestyle misunderstood
for Ray
And your love for Ye then we used to debate
'Bout how your partners in the industry thought I still sold yay
We were both geeked up by doin'
Ruthless
I never tolerated a Judist, The Passion of Christ
Give me the money, you'll never fuck me twice
Boy shut for the apostles, givin' the Gospel was
Say mi level up when He in my life
Say mi child of God me nuh big guy
Big man'a ting Jesus very fly
If you ready you can give your life
Say mi level up
Now, I've heard of crimes of passion, but
I never really felt the need for the "Love" police until my heart
Arrested on some cardiac. Baby got black
to get this loot countless
'Cause, son, it ain't no youth fountains
Niggas take cash and shoot, bounce and
Pakistanians are took hostage
Locked up
to get this loot countless
'Cause, son, it ain't no youth fountains
Niggas take cash and shoot, bounce and
Pakistanians are took hostage
Locked up
thugging by the street lights
Grew up in the struggle got accustomed to the street life
I'm tryna be the answer to the problem on how to really survive
But
never dumbing it down
I’m try'na be the ringleader
Y’all wanna be the clowns
32nd time I screwed up I said
“I ain’t screwing up no more”
I was putting up
said Holla at me rallying the troops (when the sun falls)
Holla at me bigging up the youth (instead of downfall)
My, confidence is at an all time high,
Ay what's going on LAAW
Yo I want to put you on this motherfuckin album
To give give you your fucking flowers bro
Yo
Eat this shit Alive
We reppin
the crib, in the streets
She reps for L-B-Dub ENT
She a nice size wit' the pretty brown bright eyes
I'm a winner wit' the right prize
I'ma give it
slide on a nigga they’ll never do it again
take pride in my niggas they love us for what we did
Inspire the youth and give them Jordan’s to the kids
her good one time, let her unwind
She gon' tell me where to come at, I'ma comply
Put my thumb up in her yeah, yeah, she gon' jump by
I'ma fuck her
of no return crash the ship before it burns
Craft a thought craft a mind we moved too slowly up the vine
Give a voice give a care give your youth if you
gangster
You ain't easy
So you ain't fucking
With these lame niggas
And you don't switch up
On your nigga
Causes his chain bigger
Baby
Would you ride for me
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
up a fight
Real bars that's gun to knife
Early graduate green to whit
But I'm working harder for a better life
Like ooh mane we got see the bag
Long
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