Lyrics:
don't...
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he sees
Just like him best the other way
Spider web (repeat 3x)
What Ray Charles said...
In Ray Charles head
All I
crushing 'the lincoln'!
Now, the man in the checkered suit, well,
Without his car he went screaming off into the desert at sunset
All the way
was righteous
I feel I've been to hell and back three times
I could never sum it up with these rhymes
Looking for a story to share
With somebody,
Onyame dzi me abamba a,
Ma )tanfo ahyehy3 biara b3y3 kwa, kwa,
I have been hustle day by day,
Chasing the money, oh I say,
Working so hard but little pay,
to the man he put a bag in my hand
Said son don't you understand
This isn't the way out this is the way in
Your doubling your troubling
Three hundred,
by
Three: whose name is...
I won't even start before we learn the rules of travel
Inside each other's hearts
Inside each other's hearts
One:
need dead words to show you the way
Come follow your heart. Trust in your feelings
Comfort on earth is your best hope of healing
Why look for a truth
Ah yeah (uh)
Uh, uh (yeah)
Holla if ya hear me
Yeah (uh)
Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life
ambition have us ammunition
all you got to do is listen so what is missing no pot to piss in
now my heart is trippin divided by the past adding to the future
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
bricks or hard, call it Basquiat
Keep Nip in your heart, he's a Basquiat (Yeah)
If you feel this is art, call it Basquiat (Kushed God, bitch)
When you
three
Tryna grow outcome on barren lands way out in the wild wild west
Of a wishing well
Welcome to the deep side where the real devils win
We’ve been
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
heal
They just gone treat all of her symptoms for the day
But the doctor say they fucking up her kidneys by the way
By the way, you get paid biweekly
I-I-I don't know what started me on this clocking
They-They don't know how hard I go until I drop this
Watching, talking 'bout ReTread, I'm a hot topic
the viewpoint of emptiness, you are not captivated by either of the extreme views.
In this way, when you have realized the exact points of the three principal
Came up with a hustle when
We all made a killin'
Came from out the struggle
We can all spend a million
Chrome Heart for the children
Talk to God
you from deep in the slums
Only way you make it out is by the barrel of a gun
All I wanna do is rap go to a different place and have some fun
But lately
a gap
You done proving that's what said by a fan
Ma mo fa nu serious me de me fa no fun
Nti na mo dropi yearly nor bi say we dey run
Ma mo nny3 ted3 mo
way
Then there are other days I've fallen flat
Upon my face
No matter what tests come my way
(No matter what)
I've determined my heart
To give you
or break us apart,
I was told follow your heart, it I'll never lead you astray,
Guard your heart and let it guide your ways,
cnd be careful who you let in
Step by step I fell in love with you
And step by step it wasn't hard to do
Kiss by kiss and hand in hand
That's the way it all began
Soon we
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