Lyrics:
niggas yeah, they all pretend
My girl hate the lies, but a nigga know she love the bands
Got a new bitch and still trying to dick her old friends
Buss
head, that's a beacon
Feeling super lost, so don't give me a reason
All cards in, get it by any means and
Feel invincible like I'm G-Man
Air Force one's,
the sticks
So tell me Zimmerman is innocent
But when I done got involved then they do away me Quick
Came to America
Made it a miracle
All from my physical
Gave
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
a dream but
I never get no sleep
Up all night getting higher
Then the nose bleed
Swear I was raised by a beast like Mogli
Came from the bottom, rats
Florida girl shit
I got my cheeks out my belly out my back out it's lit (Uh)
Florida shit
Florida girl shit
Slick mouth like her baby hair
Nose in the air
as the Authority in the Power of Divine Love.
Through this Manifesto, We, the Gardeners of the Unified Field, summon ALL who are awakening in the presence of Oneness
Corner the markets on supplies for the bastards
Niggas so rich they don’t give out passwords
Above all civil factors
Cuz money talks n buy’s alabaster
Im
Needed you to supply
Want your love and your smile
But you ain’t gonna try
I’ll be on my way baby
Are you gonna stop me?
Yeah you’re leaving me, leaving me
gotta say.
We walking by faith and not trusting in our sight
We flexing in the spirit and not trusting in our might.
We all saved, we justified,
everything, oh that's everything)
It's starting to happen (oh that's everything, oh that's everything)
Got to murder it out
All black everything, all black
pollution would be a small price to pay for the chance to buy gas like the good
ol' days. No way? Never happen? Records are made out of oil. All those big
You Know we out here grindin
Chasing this money so we're out here shinin
Couple bad b****** say they love my diamonds
Drippin on medallion
Kuz I keep
show love when I'm in your bout
Battle cuz we on da oust not a roll, ona bounce, gentrification
Got u moving, losing
All my niggas losing
Houses
love with the beat and get called lazy
But can you blame me
Complain the same cause n*ggas angry
No shame in plan b
Cause when I bust I ain't pulling out
beaming
Iced out chain supplies a bright beaming
Talk my talk you feel and got meaning
All out real I'm last the Mohicans
This letter's for my og
You're
From all the heartbreaks they Ain't never stood by ya
I wear my heartbreak on my shit like its attire
Safety for ya heart in ya desires
Nd im here to go
bought some new whips all em paid
Pull up and air it out broad day, if it's a opp y'all not safe
Nigga I'm never alone that's fasho
I keep a blick
we run all out of
Tick tock
My loyalty throw way the key
Girl I'm on safe lock
Yo love it hit me like a bullet
Got me shell shocked
And Imma ride
never heard no rich, powerful motherfucker say hope
Whoaa
Feel the magic in the air, Let it go
Let your fears out
Let it all go No tears now
Whoaa
This
When in the presence of the Lord it overwhelms me
I gotta cry out to the Lord please help me
Oh Lord You're so thick that I just can't breathe
Like all
Riddim come again
While we mash it in a dance for all to attend
Put your lighter in the air blow out clouds of smoke
From the medicine fi take ethnic
livin' check by check
And that shit hurt my heart, I just hope that I'm not next (supply)
I done seen real niggas turn fake, I done seen fake niggas get
feelin'
Every time I come around
Shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack
Mu gun out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doing
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