Lyrics:
(Islamic) No doubt (Doesn't matter to me
I'm a thug)
(Thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day)
Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off, nigga
We believed in you
indifferent
I'm lifting this weight off my shoulders
But how older I get
I reload the clip and sip on something
I feel good for nothing
All my glory days
I love you twenty four hours, seven days of the week
Bring on what you got
I'm tellin' ya boy that your love is all I really want
So, as simple
should've left you but I stayed too long[00:18.23]Cuz I been there before[00:20.45]I hit the bottom and now I know[00:24.69]Now I know[00:25.80]I used
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
songwriter and film producer, Mr. Franklin Shepard!
I am Franklin Shepard
And I also was my class valedictorian here twenty-five long years ago
Are these
I can hold my breath for a minute or so
Five days without food is as long as i'll go
I didn't sleep once for four days and three nights
I once
and 20's
By the 30, 40 ounce
cnd I pray up for a nigga
For G hits him in his mouth
cn they ask how much I smoke
By the day or that by the ounce
cnd I'm
Touchdown up town, up town Hollygrove, USA
Money long like a New Orleans flight to L.A.
Fuck boy, I rep New Orleans like every day every night
Ballin'
in a bar room, Lord
Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours
Dreamin' 'bout the day that I'm sittin' by the fire
Huddled with my honey in her Country
a week
Now, when he was being paid only twenty dollars a week the name seemed too long and important
It should perhaps have been Mr. James D. Young
But
It's been such a long, long time
Since we loved each other and our hearts were true
One time, for one brief day, I was the man for you
Last night I
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Staying by my side)
Go to court for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my
When my eyes red like the flag from a matador, furthermore
I need to take me a break cuz it's 20 past four
End of a long day
End of a long day
I wanna
scared
You'll always have my love and care
It's not on you that you feel this ache
I'll never judge you by your bad days
I'm twenty one
I should have
Gunna get it by any means
That's a bet
Now a youngin fading through his 20's
Benjamins there's plenty
Turned the squad to a team
Look how they flex
again and again
From the U.S. seas I shift ki's, a hundred and twenty plane rides
Multiplied by Gs, eighty-seven point three million in a matter
band way back in the 20s. I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again. And then I started working
girl
Good kid, mAAd city, watch my day unfurl
I put my life in these sentences
Fucking right
It's either that or life sentences
I'm relatives with
It's been a long time coming
Days, days are turning to nights now
They said, they said I'd be OK
But when I hear those church bells ringing
I
I came a long way[00:13.21]With my dogs through it all, even if we grew apart[00:15.65]Know the love stayed (hey)[00:20.51]Said I done came a long
drop them
Yeh i want the medals i need the medals
Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
I want the medals give me the medals
Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
My vision's 20
myself
Ten or twenty years from now
For the rest of my days
I'll be in a place
In your arms called home
As long as I am alive
I want you by my side
a long, long time
Because 20 people showed up to play and they picked 10 to a side
So as the ranks of the chosen grew and the unchosen we depleted
I tried
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