Lyrics:
to the light of Your love
I'm confident in knowing You are more than enough
You've already won my battle by the strength of Your hand
You've already paid my
Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, of course
A nation of fearful men
And women
the chains, but the disadvantage stayed the same
Suppose to be one race, where I call you my brother
Love your significant other who’s special no matter their
He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac we just eatin' off rap
One love
[Chorus]
[Just Blaze]
It ain't over, Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name
Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, of course
A nation of fearful men
And women
need for you to
Get it in
The truth is really proof
That all your lack is cause you live in Sin
The king can't give you what you not Able
To manage
Ain't
motherfu*king country
So any time i need your yah gal
And ill just call your name
My love (say my love)
To love you na my duty o
I need you by my side oh yeah
A long time ago there was a story told
In a country far away
There was a law passed down to all the land
That no crosses could be displayed
The king
think I was a sell out
How I got them so invested
I make this so digestive
Do you ever count the seconds?
These moments pass us by
Do you ever count your
bosses and take hostage
Your whole setup, from the ground up we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts for
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
look like they'll pop through beaters
And the hips won't fit in the L-drop two-seater
But ma' I ain't the type to love ya
I'm a triflin', good for
You've asked me to let life go and fly with you tomorrow
Enter Equatoria your country wants to borrow
Gold and diamonds wait for you if you have
beaters
And the hips won't fit in the L-drop two-seater
But ma' I ain't the type to love ya
I'm a triflin, good for nothin, type a brother
This cute
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
the cool greys
Savin' ninety-nine cent up for a Tuesday (Popeye's)
I pray you never get trapped up in this dope hole (For real)
We born kings, they call
to be the good boy
but the guy who seduces you and makes you a toy
I wouldn't die for love, I wouldn't save you from your sins
I wasn't made to be
love your body?
See girls wanna look like you so they pay for surgery
But when you decide to analyze
Most saw that thru electric eyes
So I love my local
tour bus
Y'all hoes follow us
Party pack pills man
Hoes gonna swallow us
Naturally a loner
But love my kid
Mix the soda with the cola
I can buy me
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your
loves criminals while the honest pay
Hardworking folks left in disarray
They say he's a leader but where is the proof
In the shadows he's scheming aloof
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your memory
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your
the gutch
Drinking illegal hutch
Only rapping for dutch
Or you mad cos your girl given up the kutch
What you think she dick proof?
She be offering
Calm down
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