Lyrics:
to be my man
What you think about us being friends, making plans (oh)
To be everything we want to be, making our dreams turn reality
I'm digging
What good is it, for a man to gain the world
Yet lose his own soul in the process?
I know you've never seen him
But don't fight with him
You're
homie don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
God damn, ain't no wishing over on this side
the invisible things of God are seen through His creation,
To believe this is not hair. If there's a design, there's a designer,
If there's a plan, there's
Influential voices
Will
Challenge our choices
God’s by our side
Get ready
Enjoy the ride
God’s plan for us goes beyond our understanding
His plan for us
Goes
about
You know what I mean!
A'right, a'right, everybody back up, star status comin' through.
The man is in the building.
Don't touch him, don't look
the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before
join us in our quest for the Holy Grail.
GUARD: Well, I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll be very
keen... Uh, he's already got one, you see?
ARTHUR:
on that side?
So what you know about how God comes first in our lives?
Everything that we do is for Allah
So what you know about that Holy place called
the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before
used to think vacation meant Niagara Falls
Swear to God, shout to Buffalo
Never duckin' low
I don't stop, man I'm stuck on go
Always hug the row,
never fail to deliver this
Whatever the weather in this'll be
Just like a certificate of authenticity
That I'm thinkin' about
Just tryna think
on tour
'Cause we never bore, respond to the ready crowd's roar
And promoters try to hit us with the art of war
We about our business, we not quitters,
with me
Dear God, please, forgive me, you knowin' how hard I tried
I think it's time for me to watch the party die
Sometimes I wonder what Lecrae
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
got it
Murder capital, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you the riders will for real
And niggas know I goes hard
of crime
Had no time for the growing stage
He learned his values on the streets at an early age
Watch for police, don't come home (why?)
'Cause mama's
written in our rhymes
I know you don't think we'll ever quit
We've got some people on our side who won't take your lip
We're gonna do all the things we
and he took out
A deck of playing cards
He began to spread them out across his bunk
About that time, one of his buddies came by and said
"You gonna
ain't a Jew
I'm losing my religion
I speak to god directly
I know my god respect me
Cause he let me breathe his air and he really blessed me
I ain't
hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some
being ignored and pushed
Around by the label
They then sent us all to Orlando
To rehearse and write eight
Hours a day for our first
Record half -way
about going through
I got niggas who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? Protecting you?
But they'll murder you, player
Don status,
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
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