Lyrics:
scratch on me, I must be dreaming
If GOD aint real then what’s the reason
If there's breath in you then there’s a reason
Yea
That's right, I'm still
at times we must rebuke and reprove with the pen
2020, I shared with you more poignantly
I was grieved by your article, "George Floyd and Me"
You
you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
nephews peddle bikes because they special
Let you tell it man I'm fallin' well
Somebody must have caught him 'cause
Every fourth quarter, I like to Mike
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
staircase
Do nothing but watch
Yes that would be funny some other time
But that I don't have enough of
I just looked
There's maybe six seconds
Fuck
You must
NAH MUST
HUSTLE NAH MUST
HUSTLE NAH MU UH UST
VERSE 2:
I DEY STRUGGLE NOBODY NOTICE
I DEY DO MY THINGS ON A LOWKEY
LITTLE BY LITTLE I MAKE MONEY
AIN’T
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
never told me you knew Drake
And Lupe? You wanna lose two legs?
You tryin' to flip this on me?
If I spent more time with you, you say
"Okay, yeah,
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
Became
I Was Just A Little Boy When My Dad Split ,
Typical Statistical Shit When You Young And Black,
Wit No Father Figure Figured I Be Trash,
all bad, oh my God
I don't have time for stress, no more time for disagreements, no
Too many girls, what you call that? (Let's go)
I got too many
supposed to when all roads lead to Rome
Walked around for years and felt like all I done is roam
You would go crazy if you spent a night inside my dome
Why
Uh, I pray to god I see heaven
I swear to god I want the blessings
Put it on my momma, ain't no more stressing
All of my niggas gon' have them
have met
Who gives me love and a certain respect
Just a little respect, everybody needs just a little respect
That means you...you...
And in
independently
Or that your little team's the only thing that's under me?
The notion that you're more than a drop in the ocean
Of the hundred plans I have in
independently
Or that your little team's the only thing that's under me?
The notion that you're more than a drop in the ocean
Of the hundred plans I have in
die, 'cause I'm not here by myself, I'm not here of myself
You can see that God must be back in me, otherwise
Where would I get the strength to say
what have we done, done, done?)
Everybody’s gone crazy
Amamzed that it ain’t the same
Their faith has swayed! Everything done
Got a little bit stranger
little girl
I was raised by women,
A women made me a man,
Its just to bad that a man,
Took her innocence.
And god knows that I,
I would finish him,
A-L-C-O-H-O-L-I-C mixed with me and you end a little jealous
The vodka in yo mixed drink got you on your instincts
But you be getting extinct if you don't pipe down
(It's God Season ehn ehn ehn)
(one time)
(Yunno what time it is hun!)
At the Mention of His holy name
(They must BOW)
Evil spirit will not have way
confident that I am a more
Consistently stable individual ever since
I began drinking this god-like cocktail
Of chemicals every day
Thank you, coffee gods
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