Lyrics:
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
Harden not your heart
It's time for miracle
It doesn't matter what you're
Going through
Open up your heart
You can't go back the same
By faith
I prophesy
I
by my side
You are the life the way the truth
You're in my heart I live for you
I'm on my way I'm wandering home
I'm on my way I'm not alone
With a sure and steady hand
Could you still tell youself
That you're better than I am
My name is Billy Austin
I'm twenty-nine years old
I was born
Hey, grandma
Yeah, I'm still out makin' my Uber runs
I'll be home soon
I just got one more pick up, kinda close to 8 Mile
Okay, okay, love you
Uh, turn me up
In the headphones one time
This that fly shit feel good
Morals and principles
A nigga live by a code
Keep the circle small
speakers Ro your name will live on.
3 in the chamber, don't know what you have until it's gone, 3 in the chamber, keep my homies living through the song, 3
Riding around with my top
Open I am not joking
Ever since you left out the city and
Went back home a nigga heartbroken
If I'm keeping this shit
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
(As we proceed)
(I'm on fire)
Rockin' on, Redman rockin' on
To my people in the back, if you're
that switch yourself sir
With a sure and steady hand
Could you still tell youself
That you're better than I am
My name is Billy Austin
I'm
in infinity
Similar traits but no way you ever get rid of me
Now i got you fuming cause you wanna live my life
Its real upsetting how bout you pick up
a corner store hero eatin nigga
These Brooklyn cats will whack your ass
And them New Jersey cats will carjack your ass
My niggas! Fly niggas! Live!
Don't
supposed to do
What you gonna do when you’re at home
Basing cocaine 'cause your man is gone
Your baby is crying, your body's slowly dying
The world don't
Billy Callery
At a time when my world, seemed to be swinging,
Reeling out of control
There were some believers,
Deceivers, a few in-betweeners
Who
I want to give a shout to my family
Who didn't push me away
Rhonda. Marcus, Grandma, Destiny
This is for y'all
These the type of moments that I live
me
I don't answer if you're ringin' on the celly
All up in the trap he with a pocket full of billies
And some woods like I'm Russ, D Nasty, or Gilly
my nigga Julius Jones
I had a dream that Mumia was home, I speak freedom in songs
'Cause all I see is racist faces
Where hate lives and they rape
was home for couple of days
Most of my bros still stuck in their ways
My man slipped, so we stuck him like tape
Four shanks on a bus at the festival
to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck ass wild
What ya say
Billy Danze:
Get ya
question I was made for this, for music I was born
We in the stew, cooking up in the early morn
Working day and night, music has become my home
You a fraud,
it's such a feelin'
To see all of my live nigga's carry on now
Oh see how I be gettin' so passionate
I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by
me
No more bein' poured drink specials at winners
Or being ignored by the think straight sinners
I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner
Now
really love you
Oh, you're my best friend
Oooh, you make me live
Oh, I've been wondering round
Still come back to you
In rain or shine
You've stood by me
in front of you
But you drive me all the time
You put evil in my mind
I used to sing and say my prayers
Live my life without a care
Now I have
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