Lyrics:
younger
Nowadays, call me the coldest older
It's criminal how
People just expect me to give it all out
Singin' or rappin', I'm killin' em, wow
'Cause I
of the world tried to drown me
You parted the seas and I made it through soundly
And I'm gonna praise you from the hills
'Cause you you guided me through all
measure up
But God is generous, I have been saved by grace through faith, God he demonstrates
Love for renegades, hope it resonates, come in my heart
you for each day
So relax it'll be OK
That doesn't mean things are gonna go your way
But we know right here today
God is working all things out for
brother would join right in there
Singin' seems to help a troubled soul
One of these days and it won't be long
I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm gonna join
Gimme that Dunkie Butt and them big ol' legs, I ain't 2 hard 2 beg
Ain't no shame in this game, I'm gonna break it down and beg like Johnny
na na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Sit by me on the bus
And it's just the two of us
Your smile it turns me on
Makes my miseries be gone
And I'm beginning to fall
to the limit, what a pity
The sh- I complain about
It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining out
Kool-Aid stain on the couch, I'll never get it
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
(Mine)
Missing out on a lotta things
Wait, missing what since I've never been
Synching in my analogy
Owning it cos it's part of me
Planning all of my
life was blocking me
Now I got my angels
And the devil couldn't bother me
They said it's not gonna work
The track you play is super dark
People wonders
And I'm amazed when I remember
Who it was that built this house
And with the rocks I cry out
Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works
with our hands upLifted
Cause the rocks will cry out if we miss it
God loves millennials,
The thugs, and the sinners too
Even the criminals
Dealing with
Um where can I get that?
At your local drugstore how much?
It's from Kansas
Bored out 90 over with 3 Stromberg 97's
Almost Chinese, huh? Yeah!
Good
be the perp to do it
Put the work into and let God provide
I had to learn quick 'bout the crowd I run with
Same hand you sow seeds is the one you earn
Who gonna stand up for the lord when they splashin' em?
I'll do it
Taking actions with compassion with these acronyms
Let's go
Squeeze the devil by
the streets but I love em
And I don't want blood on my name
So fuck it I got out the game
Now somebody show me the way
Where the hell im gone stay if
Give it to God let him take the wheel
Be still and stand strong
You know God will take you home
Stand strong and be still
Give it to God let him take
chest out (Stick that chest out)
Ain't no competition I battle myself now
And that's the best route
And if you know me by my work then it's worth you just
to live
This is the life
I've carved out for myself
So stop telling me not to freak out
Stop telling me it'll all work out
Stop telling me it's just part
give you my blessing
Round four, boy, I ain't stressing
By round five, we gonna be out of protection
Lucifer is jealous of you now
Cause you definitely
bourbon now yippy kiyyah
See what I'm trying to say
Bitch, fuck up out of my lane
(Hey) I beat it man
You don't wanna be mia (Mia)
They talk that work
All
upon your fine ass
Pretty girl and you work in finance
Baby what's your demands?
Oh, you don't have a clue
Job search was lucky, you dropped out
I eat with them
It's not a race, it's on God, I don't compete with them (uh-uh)
My niggas work, it ain't no leash in here (dope)
You can get shot,
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