Lyrics:
Live life and I'm gon always give thanks
Big dreams say I'm gon always chase racks
Live life play by no rules yah
Nigga I'm a king
Ay okay okay yah
to me
Made my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin' privacy
If I don't talk about it then I carry a date
08-10-08, but now it's been changed in every
that's my bredrin
I got his back of course
Trust me that's my broski and ting (that's bro)
Love come like affection
So I give thanks to the king (yeah
Yeah
Sitting by myself and I'm just waiting
If I don't make money
I go crazy
Teaching all my lessons to my patience
Think it's kinda funny how she
day
Lord hear me when I pray
To Rise Up!
Give thanks to all that's good and true
And do unto others as you'd have them do to you
Take your neighbor by
day
Lord hear me when I pray
To Rise Up!
Give thanks to all that's good and true
And do unto others as you'd have them do to you
Take your neighbor by
ought to thank me
Not an offer so tempting
Mama told me to come back home
To paradise
You just give up all of your rights
I think it's time to take
sincerely fuck you up severly by the yearly
Keep the sky clearly
I'm straight from the seventies
Mockneck colors wit ya bitch ass disappearance
Give me
ADAM: I am a simple goat.
I live on the back of a pick-up truck.
The Old Man tied me here with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I happy?
He don't give a fuck.
OLD
It's all love when you see me
This bros trying to end me
It's all love when you see me
Thank God say he no gree (yeah)
Thank God say he no gree (yeah)
me and you when my ship comes in
You go and get the telephone
Give it a real good yank and thank God we're all alone
In a tropical zone
While we
ship comes in
You go and get the telephone
Give it a real good yank and thank God we're all alone
In a tropical zone
While we surround the carribe
don't give a fuck about you, what you worth?
Look at my wrist, that's a foreign car on me
I get to flickin' my wrist with that Audemars on me, woah
buddy (Yeah) feed me a piece, it's so good
Hold on let me straighten your hair (Thanks bro)
No we don't fight, we stay up day and night
Look at that moon
I thank you, my lord For another chance, another day
I thank you, Lord Every day I'm on the grind
Trying to make it up, yeah, yeah, yeah Feeling like
I'm falling at your feet
I'm broken down but I'll give you what's left of me
I hope you're proud I don't deserve what you had planned for me
God
Yeah
will be transcended
I don't need a weapon, nothing is separate
Jah is everywhere around and inside your heart
Just flowing like water
I give thanks
word that there's nothing to prove
You don't have to show me your love it true
By staying with me, I know you care
Thank you just for being there
No, I
throne
Sometimes i hide
Sometimes I'm shown
We play our part, great thou art
Small am i
The serpent to your dove
Give thanks
The stars above
They call me
Now I'm like, fuck, I don't want to be an asshole
So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon
With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it
bottle it up watch the fiends gobble it up
If I roll up, you do what? Swallow the stuff
I don't give a fuck anymore, I'm only twenty-four years old
and you
And I are the same
Got a trailer load of top models
I don't got to thank 'em
Shabba Ranks mixed with Tyra Banks
Give a lot of thanks, damn
I started
the weight off (Weight off)
Got some homies that'll hit you
Like you way off (Way off)
Told the bros "Give me me a
Minute, we gon' take off", yeah
We gon' take
don't have to hide
You let me be myself
And I thank you for that
Who fit love me like you do
No width, no length, no height, no depth
Immeasurable mercy
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