Lyrics:
They wish I just started, to be a full time grind
I'm not trying, to lose my life
But if I do, I want to meet Jesus Christ (way too late)
[Trae]
feeling so lonely
My life my world
My nightmare stuck here won't turn
Verse II
Can you relate to me? Probably not
You still hate ye father, wanna to kill
Starling
Music and Lyrics by Reese Roper from album Anti-Meridian
Filthy bird laying in our yard,
Four chamber heart never beat so hard.
Dad said
And I've got a few buddies, that'll be here in a hurry
And I've got Jesus by my side
Oh to some I don't have anything
But to me I've got everything
I'm
Shady
'cause it ain't all gravy
And one day wishing
And you screaming Jesus Christ save me
Chorus
Burn baby burn
That's right we said it
If you don't
down a mountain full blades
In some alcohol
Kiss a Parona
Dis-ra-spectin yo momma
No no fear fo yo life
Say you be back on Manyanna
Chorus
Verse 2
I
joyful and towering in their glory
There I see two pious and innocent youths snatched suddenly
From amidst their host by flying Devils and carried to Hell
feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance
Jesus, in a few months, way you bless me, need a visa
And a key cut to a new home and a new whip, two
Niggas know the name call me Ayu
Don't take that shit in vain like my prophet Jesus
I'm a new age nigga Christ shit no news
Im raising up indigos
to all the buyers, admired by all your posse
Idolize me, but Kamikaze if you copy
Word to my mom, I been ripping bongs since I was in her arm
Palm reader
a bitch
That's a rare condition
Lil' bitch, when I'm talkin'
You should stare and listen good diamonds
You can tell by how they glare and glisten
Usalama
that gets two
Thousand different channels on demand
Beside the shelf I keep the pebble that
I snatched from out your hand
I keep a Bounty paper towel
Well, that rear views meant for something, but it ain't looking back
Fuzzy dice next to Jesus in her Pontiac
Well, the police ain't seen Jimmy in
Rhymes go back like a PS2
Hear how we living and you see this too
You ain’t lived half the
Shit we've been through
I ain’t spitting shit that I don’t live
(Damn, Fraudskiii, you fucking em up) bitch
Christian Dior on, feel like Jesus Christ
Diamonds in the white buffs, all I see is ice
Bro addicted
One-two
Sometimes, I be, I be I be listening to, like
I be listening to this French
Rap and I be like " What are they saying? "
I don't really
kde je Jesus?
Rapperi len čmárajú po stenách, ja mám posolstvo jak Banksy
Rappuje dnes každý, ja som MC
Gordon Ramsey, varím hudbu pre ľudí
Michelin
people than
Hitler and Stalin
I guess the fortune-tellers skipped
An antichrist or two
Brother, give this to the OG's
Doin' life with you
And pray for
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