Lyrics:
'm addicted to money like Dedede
They all plotting, they be watching like DVD
I'ma just work-work-work, feel like I'm ri-ri-ri
They got me sleep, I be sounding
myself return by death
So I could kill dat boy again
I made my bed im layin in
To keep creating greater sin
My back keep gettin heavier
I guess its time I
got shit on me
Man, I move to the left
Man, I misstep threes, bruh
You ain't got shit on me, bruh
Yeah
You ain't got shit motherfucker, not me
FAFSA
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Nigga there's a stain on your shirt, it's for sure not mustard
When I mix the lean with the Sprite, swear they know each other
Sorry that I skimmed
me Doc, what should I do?
Fuckin' lie to the cunt
Tell her that your on a plane that got hijacked by a couple Iraq's
And your bout'a crash in
Cause I only weigh a buck-fifty and I don't own a forklift
{Bubba}
Man have you ever snorted coke 'til your heart sat in your throat
then took your
of God, there's no age restriction
Being nice never made man money
You pay to go to the church, there's no paid religion
I'm not being funny
If you was
Make Me An Ingrate)
Sebi’ Wo Lo F’oro Da’le Aye
(You Are The One Who Created The World By The Word)
Agbara Re Ma Lole Se’ Un Gbogbo
(Only Your Power,
Created The World By The Word)
Agbara Re Ma Lole Se’ Un Gbogbo
(Only Your Power, Can Do All Things)
Sebi’ Wo Lo Rin Lori’ Ji
(You Are The One Who Thread
No Other Name Like Jesus, No Power Can Stand Against You
My Feet Are Planted On This Rock And I Will Not Be Shaken
My Hope It Comes From You Alone, My
hit the lake
The hate won't do its the love I play it safe only way i see me healing is by hitting shii off in its face
Cards been dealt I gotta play
know we the ones who finna risk it all
Could never be a champion all by yourself
Fucking with some shit that used to lead me wrong
Wonder why I didn’t
need friends
I only want my toys
Lovin' you it must be sin
I'm talkin' to myself again
That's okay 'cause momma said
I'm not like other boys
And even
No tv or playsie or dvd
Only golive livestream
For a time beam
Or gimme a beat and I make you a crime scene
Shit I'm outta weed catch me smokin Lima
up then we getting Straight to business
Time is money
This is not vacation
Used to smile all the time
Now it's on occasion
Because I learned the worlds
might not escape alive
Yeah all the doctors said I'm fine
I said "you live inside my mind"
They said "why"
I started to die
Then I spit a couple bars
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
Brody got it locked for days
Ain't saying much
But staying out the way
Word around town
Not too many make it to that place
In a state of mind
Where I
glory
Duke is not a joke, and I ain't gotta story
Every time I grab the mic it's with the sole intent
To rip shots and give you 2OO percent
Man, I
another batter out
Sitchy in the car, the seatbelt not the only strap around
Put myself in financial crisis trynna chef shit for a win
When I was shooting
Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted
Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent
The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it
You getting too hung up on the riffraff ya
I’m finna fix you with the pimp slap ya
Let me begin
By saying that I bathe in sin (Lord forgive me)
My
only see you in my dreams
I'm surrounded by the fake, you was the realest on my team
I'm getting older I don't got no shoulder I just lean
Double cup
yourself at the top
I forever feel underrated and
Unappreciated, not only artistically but in
Everyday life whatever is holding
You back from blossoming into
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