Lyrics:
No disrespect will be tolerated man come hell or high water
You understand that? You bitch!
Bankroll mafia, hustle gang ova everythang nigga
I got
bent
Facing demons I concluded was irrelevant
Dawg you live and you learn
Light a up matches and the bridges get burned
Offer water then they wanting
and tie
I tailor made it for you then
Told Khalifa he loves you
I'm really stuck on this bumpy ride
Highway to hell 'less I flip
Through a demon's TV-guide
I see her layin' by the poolside every day
She ain't got a lot on
She ain't got a lot to say
She wouldn't look my way
But, buddy, what do you
I see her layin' by the poolside every day
She ain't got a lot on
She ain't got a lot to say
She wouldn't look my way
But, buddy, what do you
got the bag and now everything lit (uh)
I went got the bag and now everything lit (for real, though)
I went all the way through hell and back to get
based on sinning
I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried
Living held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord
Sitting in
will Bill
Like a tree he'll grow
With his head held high
And his feet planted firm on the ground
And you won't see nobody dare to try
To boss him
'cause I need me a breeze
'Cause it's gettin' hard to breathe
Yeah, ironically I get it from the trees it
Take me high to the Garden of E
Feel like I'm
Smacked in your mouth by a nigga rockin' six rings
24 karat, all gold, like a young king
These niggas playin' both parts like Regina King
Dick in
He'll never be alone (never be alone)
'Cause like a river runs dry
And leaves its scars behind
I'll be by your side (I'll be by your side)
'Cause my
water and freeze it
E I rock with the blood of Jesus
Cover my body my technique is MURDA, Irv Gotti
This lyrical seminar got my signature
written in
treadin' high water
To get back to you
Been looking for a low spot
Or something to cling to
There's too many bodies
There's not enough room
God help
ripes with old age, if you got it
Now wake up you distressed, yeh yeh yeh
Under, under oppressor man affliction
Hell fire can't be quenched with water no
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Don't worry go on living your life
Because that's the way it ought to be
The waves roll high until the water fall low
They vibe at the trail rides all
Wrist water no melon
Im up they so jealous
Im up they so jealous
I’m on the gas you smell me
High in the clouds no heli
Your friends snakes they melly
and the wires are made of light
Though by Hell and high water we are set to launch tonight
Together we will anticipate
The departure of our collective fate
Once
water tower, barbed wire fences
Coal, black smoke, diesel engines
Windin' by a white church, little heaven on earth
Here's to all y'all keepin' dirt
Been through hell and back
Testimonies e no dey finish
Touched by heavenly sounds
Baptized inside the holy waters
Look to the skies I see my maker
I've been fucking busy
What the hell, you think I fell off?
(Think I fell off? Na)
I've been working on a plan in the lab
Say thank god
Thank God,
you hell wit all this fire man fireman we them ones that supply the supplier man
I just wanna live good take trips over seas buy bottles by the cases
chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s
chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s
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