Lyrics:
yeko jogging
I wan stuck here with the doe
Enye Sikasem aa cease talking
up on the road Mana keep walking
This year we go blow by force
Ohia aware me
may think or say
Did you run your race
I don't think you get me
I'm asking you
Did you run to get the prize
Or did you run to get recognized
Did you run
we don't wait up
Elevate the elevator
Conversation with the paper
Money talks it gives me data
If it's time to serve a plate up
I don't ever wait for
when I met Jesus I was really bliss
Now he got me in my bag got me making hits
Yeah he Saved me from my sin that's a mega hit
Yeah I'm bringing up troops
trying to smarten up and hearten up my friends and foes
Ima have to end it though the end is close
They don't hear the bro not even feel me though
They
the call
And I'm flattered that by his grace, that I'm still standing
Sin all over my face, but he keeps on planning
To give me hope, because all my enemies
I don’t believe your folktales, myths
And so called "Holy Stories"
In Rome, we hang the Christians
But it seems you've done that for me
I hold one
Hey, you will never be alone
He tells you keep marching on
He will never leave your side
So don't get caught up in your pride
Jesus is now in your
know how hard it was
Not to pick that phone up and go over here to these people
That I know gone give me everything I want to make a couple hundred nigga
them niggas winning from sinning
They scamming, I’m famished
I might vanish from the damage caused by anguish
I don’t give a fuck about opening up
name, no reattaching to me
In the name of Jesus
I declare and decree,
By His power I'm set free
Only by His blood and my faith in the King
In the name
of pride
I remember when they knocked me to the ground
I got up like, "Man, I'm still alive"
And I still can't understand why
('Stand why)
And I'm feelin'
Kings of the world this is how we rule
We rule with power no golden stool
Open your eyes charley don't be fooled by anyone yeah you for catch
topic
My ride is matte black
My pride is that jack
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don't apply to me
Jeff Goldblum
topic
My ride is matte black
My pride is that jack
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don't apply to me
Jeff Goldblum
it
Tangled in lies of chains while caged up in sinful ways
This world is enslaved by Satan but Jesus Christ is the way!
It's a dichotomy honestly wanna
a mental problem"
Up the glick on a nigga
And have a mental problem
It's supposed to be a drug
Deal but I robbed him
I don't give a fuck, that's his problem
Los Angeles King Snapback
Sipping 'tron out the Stanley cup, I don't give a fuck
Drown them in the moat and let the bridge up
My son, my heir in Nike
by my side
If you want to try me
You better wave goodbye
I'll take you straight down to hell
God is on my side
Wait up, wait up
I got him on my side
me just the same
Let's kiss and make-up
Before we slip and break up
We can't let it slip away
Our love we've got to save
Before it slips away
sweet o ye
When she roll about o ye
No be fight o ay
Your papa no like me
Wetin I do
He said don't be silly
The boy is a raster
Your papa no want me why
was broken into pieces
But Jesus picked me up and healed me
I was once held captive
By the sin that had me chained
I been lost and on my way to hell
pride to admit it
Imma laugh at your ego just quit it
You and me are no different
We both came in bloody cryin out the womb
Don't you ever forget it
Hey
a
Freeway then a couple of years later
You got famous again when a
Freeway almost killed you
Don't ask me to give a fuck I
Ran out of fucks to give
I hope you
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