Lyrics:
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And I’m tryna run up a big sack
Codeine by the 6 pack
Keep bad bitches at a kickback
Chasing the front and the back ends
Never catch me not packing
like I pushed Bishop off the roof
I-i-i got the juice like I pushed Bishop off the roof
I hit up Paul and told him that I want gold in my mouth
So
Jesus out
They say for the cheese and clout
I doubt
Myself my upbringing in question who wrote these words?
What men? I have some questions
This is when
want, black and ugly
But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me
When my CD's drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why can't it just be I
unlimited cap space
My grind is on a billion right now
I feel like Stephen curry
If the sky's the limit,
I'm gone tell the world hi I'm in it
Don't need
There's a Greater person living in you and me
His love is big and as wide as the sea
And His son died to set the captives free
Ewan Fitzroy Stephens I am
flipped green
And as I got back up in the car, my wife and kid sat still
And the weight of that moment, it finally felt real
Cuz Stephen seemed so glad
the weak-ah.
Speak when spoken to
Yeah I broke a few.
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you.
I make her do for us
The same
dap now
I was hurt in the trap wow (I was hurting)
Im addicted to smoking on mad loud
Niggas on dick hit the trap now
I was praying that I hit the lotto
he doin' well
Honestly, I thought Bill was gon' die in jail (I did)
Who the fuck be listenin' to Tyler, The Creator music (who?)
That's what DJ
like a bishop and I still can't move on
Instead of me, you picked him up
One day followed by another
We were growing close in the summer
I was telling
lessons
All it really took was my time now I'm counting up my racks like blessings
Nigga big steppin'
I walk in, with your bitch I'm shooting like Stephen
love me i can't help but do her wrong
I be chasing money when she wake up I be gone
Catch me in the streets or in the booth no I ain't goin home
Sun
measure of my worth
In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me
As you lick the boots of death born out of fear
When I was young
run over
Can't remember when I was sober
Drink to warm the heart when days are colder
Try to drown the pain inside I'm holdin'
People I don't love
idea of all the
Gear things in store for us it
All happened really when Please
Please Me became
A number one hit, and after that, well cor'
The blimeys,
it get real
Sitting in church
I spike my juice
Bishop keep a steel
If I tell you that I love you
I don't say it for fun
If I tell you that I got you
Protect me in, perfect be in love, don't stress me
You wanna roll on some jet-skis?
You wanna roll up some green weed?
I got the key to whatever you need
Now what kind of beast would love such a feast
Have you no shame?
So we hung the by the feet
Oh, we shot them in the street
Oh, the victory was
measure of my worth
In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me
As you lick the boots of death born out of fear
When I was young
Imma champion
Imma champion
Imma champion
I was winning before I was born
(Where yo ass was at when I was shooting in the gym)
Imma champion
(Where
and sporks
I was the dog breathless chasing
The car up the street
If I ever catch it I'll panic
That's the flaw in me
Nothing glamorous about growing up
Poor
slangin' weight
Fell in love, made a new mistake
Baby momma arguin', askin' where was I
Instead of askin' "How we do today?"
Breakin' through the safety
The pale moon rose in it's glory
Out on the Western town
She told a sad, sad story
Of the great ship that went down
T'was the fourteenth day
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