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to live
My life (yes) ain't always bout them dollar bills
My life, the freest love I'll ever feel
My life (ohh)
It's my life, don't tell me how I'm going

Open my heart
Open my eyes
Your Grace your Mercy
Yes Lord you are Worthy
To be praised
Im on my knees
Giving you the glory
You changed me
You heeled me i

Run It Back

Shirazi

Breakfast

2012

If this your favorite song, run it back
Everybody sing along, run it back
Stop playin', run it back
Can't hear what you're sayin', run it back

If

arm (Arm) like bed bugs (Bugs)
I humming, to you, through (My gum)
Hear you talk to the (Lord) yet you let my (Heart drop)
I flop with no wings, for

And that's the thing about religion
You see it's not what saves 
Later I would learn that we're saved by grace through faith 
Lord I remember
That day at work

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

the dirt
I screamed and I shouted out, with a broken heart
And I knew the Lord did hear
Cuz when I got on my feet my heart was feeling light
And my

glow
Bill drive the truck right I ain't tryna waste my food
Let them niggas talk I'm not tryna make the news (live at five)
Say Bill (yeah what's up

to the middle of the sea
Take me through the darkest of nights
You can be the lamp to my feet

Walk me over mountains and valleys
Till I'm only hanging by Your

The world is so toxic, I can barely breathe
It's people that's getting killed by the police
That's why every day I get down on my knees 
And pray

you're feeling this song and you know it's the truth
Lemme hear you say oh lemme hear you say oh

So get up and try again

Thank you Lord for another

kind of cheque
And I said I was the G.O.A.T., they didn't listen when I-
Aight, any time I do a big fletch, just ignore me
Niggas wanna hear my side

Broken Homes

Gunna

Broken Homes

2016

(Blasian on the track boy)

We coming from broken homes
My niggas still smoking cones
And bitches knowing all the songs
The Rollie need frozen

to one
There the spirit come
Yea I was on the run
I was O'Dell
I had them demons on my trail by the coattails
Deep down in my sin, I was so skilled
But

of shows
Invested in myself I built the platforms
Taken for a joke by a few promoters
I gotta pay my bills I don't need exposure
I talk to God more now I'm

of shun me
Just a shoulder
Maybe a ear to lend
Is this the end
Death peekin round the bend
The fear is here
Let me be sincere
Lord hear my prayer
Omakiyayo

I thank em 
Cause of what they did 
I'm writing songs up in my sanctum 
Every other week
I swear to you a nigga banking 
Love your haters more
I'ma

And remember we bragged on how rich we would be
To get up out this hood was like a fantasy

And now you hear my songs the radio is bangin'
Oh, I can't

Got rent before the due date
Not a bill late food on our plate
Can't nobody tell me that my God ain't great
Got a miracle son more reasons than one
So I

Represent

Show & A.G.

Runaway Slave

1992

collect my dough
And step off with a bad bitch
Spectators always have the best time
When they come to a show and hear a funky lord finesse rhyme
I'm out

thinking
You faking, you can save it
In my Audi I aint waving
First start rapping it was money was the reason
Now by the time i make it I’ll no longer really

the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,

wishing on my downfall
This for y'all man from the bottom of my heart
I sincerely mean this s
Man go f y'all selves
Y'all ain't hear what I said?
I didn't

Flipmode Iz da Squad

Rampage

Scouts Honor...By Way of Blood

1997

and your shit should hear this 

Splitting the guns, causing a earthquake 

My contradict thick like a Mickey D shake 

I give the shit that I know you