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Who be on top oh you can’t tell
Y’all be as funny as David Chappelle
Send me to heaven don’t take me to hell
Went down to eat it but dude day
the same God that stands by you
If you need a friend He'll guide you
He'll be a friend to you
Devil's six
Devil's six
Met the grim reaper while I floated down to hell
Felt the fire burn inside my chest, inside my head
Waited for my soul
an ice cream van
So drunk for weeks and we're goin
Way past the point of wantin tickets.
It would be horrendous now if someone
Was to hand you a fuckin
ain't no heaven but I pray there ain't no hell.
Swear there ain't no heaven and pray there ain't no hell,
but I'll never know by living, only my dying
on
You can tell by the way I carry myself I'mma star
These Cartier buffs my face cost more than your car
From a dollar man to a millionaire they stop
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
plays, twerkin' off a P
Broke that bitch down, I been hustlin' all week
All week
Let's do it
Uh, fuck you niggas that be tellin
This one for my trapped out
his nails
When I tried to cut his hair, he would put me through hell
He was very particular, always knew what he wanted
Definitely wasn't deaf, when you
God is on my shoulder
God is on my side
He carry's me through life
He's right here by my side
If you want to try me
You better wave goodbye
I'll take
Uh
I hope you're ready for the week
You should believe
You know me know me know me well
You got you got you got informed very well
You ain't saved by
armor
But my arms are admittedly weak
And it's been a week straight from hell
So just tell me what you need
Could you take control
Reassure my anxious
You couldn't be a better playa than me
Even if you fucked every day of the week
I know you think you got
It like that but peep
I be fuckin' hoes
wit me you know how I carry it
Carry the load big or small and I cut real checks
I ran off on the plug twice I got real debts
Poppin off on the phone
(Carry on)
I woke out of bed, I feel depressed
I'm feeling this aching in my chest
Do all that I can, I do my best
I'm just trying to be stable with
just like it
Haunted by the constant reminders of you
You say you're no good without me
You say that you're down
And I cannot wait a whole week
fuckin beat us
In the european nations cup
You're hunbelievable
You're hunbelievable
Sitting outside wembley in '79,
Jock punks in london, massive carry
famous
When targeted by a cartel? Who's plan is heinous
Damn!
Dodgy ref
Takes the bung
Fixing matches all week long
Easy money
Plan is strong
Even
Mademoiselles
I and my friend
We are but soldiers
Passing the time
In between wars
For weeks at an end
Both of them are perfect
You can have
turning back, you must follow hell's screams
(We are only searching for a reason, a reason to carry on)
one has to be at the wrong side
in my hood you will see my house and like 20 churches alongside
what the f*** tell me who the hell they playing with
to hold you
No river too deep or mountain high
I'll fight hell to hold you by my side
I'm gonna fight hell to hold you
Till time stands still and worlds
So you finally got what you wanted
You've achieved your aim by making the walking lame
And when you just can't get any higher
You use your senses
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