Lyrics:
you, I'm not that kind to say that
I spent my lights in the streets with beef crooks
shook cats get lifted off thier feet with heat
nobody loves, you can
rascal dig low
Big feet for the force with my big toe
I got no chaps, no chains not much doe
Get juiced but you don't get love though
Don't slap or you
right, do you want to got tonight?
I don’t think I’ll feel right, if I don’t have you by my side. (x3)
Chorus 2: Something about your love. Tell me if it
well do I like my sheet
But better do I like the fair lady
That is standing at my bed feet"
The night being gone and the day being come
When
{Reliable, Dependable
Unchangeable, Unfailing
Faithful, Beautiful
That is who you are} [x3]
Reliable – by Jimmy D Psalmist
[Bridge]
That is who you are
(That
Three dumb niggas like ed, edd, and eddy
Big ass bazooka I can't hold it steady
Hop on brawlhalla they calling me sweaty
She suck my dick yea that bitch
of technology
A revelation, revelations
Sensation gives me inspiration of revolution
That's my solution, there will be no sequels
I'm Audi hundred forty four
Had to stand on ten toes by myself (Yeah)
When I up, ain't no running for help (Nah)
Bullets burning and making you melt (Melt)
But my bible still up
My brightest inspirations come from all the darkest moments
Kinda ironic, how I hope to be the hope for hopeless
People in this world like me, yet
thirty days Finding Inspiration
Even asked God to help me wake up out this matrix
Just to open up my eyes and see noone's waitin
Must've been how Kevin
we do a 12hr minimum
Full shift to get perfection
I been blessed for like ten of em
I got bags under my eyes to give you bags under your arms
I chose
killed, on the blood-soaked plain of Muirthemne
Unbowed, undefeated, I will die on my feet
Later trained by Scáthach, a warrior lady from across the lochs
3rd eye fresh chi
I'm always looking
My best all I can be
I'm still looking
501s and a long sleeve
That's how i'm looking
Can't signed that
yellow frayed and torn
Destination Nashville Septemper '64
[Chorus]
And you could tell by the fingerboard her painted nails were long
She only needed
Gota slang a couple sacs to get basic Nikes on my feet (basic on my feet)
Sliding round to 3:00 am bumping Gates we gon f*cking eat (we gon f*cking eat)
I have a tale to tell
I was three feet from the floor, gasping for air
Trying to release my fathers hands from my throat
I looked into his eyes
I'll do whatever you want me to
I'll do whatever it takes
By My Side
I'll do whatever you want me to
I'll do whatever you say
I said 1, 2, 3
I said 1,
Communication always leaves me incomplete
The grass is greener, but it's grown beneath my feet
Love inspiration is a message on a wing
But I have
at me
See me walking by you just want to be me
Tic tac toe in the Bentley
Yeah I'm on fire looking heavenly
Louis V on my feet
I pull up to your spot
the twos one boring mm
We extorting him
Green by my side Mandalorian
Double g's from the hat too the shirt
Too the belt n them bitches be all
Over my feet
hunted by a killa MC
I never kill biancas with a 36 D
I party wit the bitches on my planet lookin crispy swiftly
makin rappers do 360's
Never knew 3
better at night
When the city's illuminated by neon lights
When the cars cruise by in slow motion
Like we're in a movie a timeout from the struggles in
CONVERSATIONS FROM A SPEAKEASY (Feat. OMNI)
(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis/J. McDonald)
Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions
Written
Making G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit
One-time searching me but never ever find shit
It's
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