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to me according to my faith
Matthew 14:31
Today, I will not sink into faithlessness and doubt
I will be upheld by the mighty hand of God
Matthew 17:20
of counsel house paperwork
If there's 4 wings amongst five of us
Somehow we'll make it work
We learned to walk in each-others shoes
So we share a change
me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
Come out of your shell boy
You know we go like hand in glove
You're
that black box, laid out flat
[Verse 5: Jody Breeze]
Look I slang in my white but I bang in my black tee
Gucci on the front, Jody Breeze on the back
a runner
Went behind her back gave all
Her friends my number
She roll another blunt up
Blowin' till I pass out
Made it rain twenty racks
Still pullin' cash
broke my scale
Ain't really like school, to worried 'bout bells
Couldn't wait to tell the plug 'bout the bags I sell
Point fives for the four, got grams
4 straight
Ain't gotta look at your plate
I got two dicks for a nigga we gon donate
I got 4 bands in my left hand
And bought 5 in my pocket
Niggas
repercussion
Bag on 'yo head and my boys get to clutchin'
Stick to the rules we stick to the code
We tryna go get it I throw out my 4
Everywhere I go you know my
five is a little like counting by fives
In fact, if you count it along on your fingers as you count it out loud by fives
Your fingers will tell you how
wood from my bats
Then they meet where the fuck I'm at, for real
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
leavin' our marks, but cashin' T-Boy checks
So reflect on the text, check out what's next
And groove to the sound, that you is next
[Frukwan]
4 Ever My
Momma been bitchin
Reminiscing bout how she told me to make my own decisions
You cross my 4 way out yo lane then that's ah Head on collision
I peep
a lesson
It goes one, two, three, four, five
Here's a little game just to help you stay alive
Semi-auto in my pocket, I ain't about to let you try
Going out
Now I'm sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I ain't gonna take it no more
Oh, no no, walking out that door
Burning my bridges, cuttin' my tie
YEAH, BUT I'LL JUST USE MY BROTHERS.
FREDDIE PULLS OUT HIS PHONE.
FREDDIE: WELL, IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND, YOU KNOW MY DIGITS.
CARLY: HEY, YOU GOT A NEW
this look easy ain't as easy as it look
And this beat stook in my head it got me singing on the hook
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it
Side, that way it is Compton
Yeah it's Watts in me, from the Towers to parades
Where dime pieces were women and still hand out fades
Yeah it's Watts in
broke up on a crush
That's what happens when shooters choke up in the clutch
We gonna body you, and have to hook your wife to an I.V. too
Put both
hair
Sex 4 suga, suga 4 sex
Sex 4 suga, suga 4 sex
Sex 4 suga, suga 4 sex
Sex 4 suga, suga 4 sex
Girl, ya been touched by the forces of nature
Hand hand hand hand hand hand hand hand
Hand hand hand hand hand hand hand hand
5 4 3 2 1 let's go
Take my hand
I'll show you the world
I can be your man
member him
Den dem sit and wondering
Who mek him float like aladdin
It was done by the king name bobbin
Den do some addition
Four five inna fimi hand
It
AM
Man I'm fucked up
2 AM
Feeling Drunk
3 AM
Still I'm Drunk
4 AM
Empty Cup
5 AM
Man I'm fucked up
Raise yo hands if you rage all night
Keep em up if
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo
Pick up my crap, niggaz don't get back a DIME of that
And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is
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