Lyrics:
Oh God
Talk about it
Talk about it
Pray about it
Oh God
The pain is what you see if you don't stay around it
Jesus comes to save you if you state it
too basic
And I'm just that amazing
I reach them stages
In the league with the majors
Nigga fuck your blogs
Nigga fuck your statements
The fuck you
and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up to
Just a brother
Can't even beef no more, I'm walking with the Spirit
Can't even grieve no more, I talk to God and heal it
And I ain't weak no more, I'll really slay
a superhuman though,
I am a man,
So the grace that I talk about on all my records,
I need it for myself, cause really I'm just a mess,
Finding rest from
Hook
To all the men woman kids, Little boys and girls.
I'm sending messages of love all across the world.
You can be anything, Just believe in your
thoughts
Stuck having these suicidal thoughts
I'm here if you want to talk
Last night had a dream, ran up in the
Building with a semi-automatic call it
man
I walked out, hm, I got bout
Half-way to my car when I heard shorty shout
"Three thousand, forgot your credit card, smart move
By the way, my little
I know you niggas ain't fuckin' with me
[Chorus]
How dare these niggas try to fuckin' hate on me
Come out and make records sound just like me
in this coat
I worship the lamb, don't call me no goat
Yeah, I'm led by the Spirit
So when I feel him
Yeah I just go with the flow
Talk to my God like
clubbed with some Dirty South thugs
Go all out thugs, go in your house thugs
Talk shit, put blood in your mouth thugs
36 South stuck, stay on route thugs
them ina Jesus time
Watch the friends weh smoke with
A never no joke it
Di one weh eat with
And steel with
And chill with
Sit dung pon di corner
(Shhhh)
Jesus died for me so victory is mine to keep
Imma speak just so they can see the light in me
I'm favored God is greater and I'm facing the society
(woo)
My diamonds gon' shine, might poke you in the eye (shine)
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by (whoa)
Put the birds in my
a fantasy, my own little nasty world
Tonight, don't you wanna come with me? Do you think I'm a nasty girl
Tonight, I'm living in a fantasy, my own little nasty
(Verse 1)
(Vaughn)
Not in it for little , not in it for half , I'm in it for all it .
Smokin' Grandaddy with my grandaddy , this shit is nostalgic
That hating ish Nall I don't really Get that
Ya boy say I'm eh but his chic Really with that
Talk ya little chatter Yea ya lil pit pat
Boss baby
seventeen, I got my behind kicked in
By this faggot kid named Michael Lenahan
He was fuckin' with my girl at the time so I had to just call him out
Meet me
to feel my pain, feel just what it's like
I want you to know this life, see it with my eyes
Little do they know that they'll betray me when its over
I can't
by the name John the Baptist
Now the cripples and lepers, the lame and the blind
All crowded 'round Jesus, before and behind
With a-weepin'
Little League
When my mind is hijacked by my amygdala
I have given up trying to distinguish the particulars
Of a difference of opinion from a killer with
Tested and tried, fill in with lies
Give you a guise, make you despise
Life for life, eye for eye
Lemme get a double shot, lemme take a little hit
Ima sell
Just for something to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with
daddy nearest
If you ever need somebody to talk to I'm there to hear it
But for now I'm just enjoying the little things all the feedings
Looking at your
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