Lyrics:
ARTHUR: Yes.
DENNIS: But all the decision of that officer have to be ratified
at a special biweekly meeting.
ARTHUR: Yes, I see.
DENNIS: By a simple
of them hit me, they all on my phone
By the time that I answer, I'm already gone
Damn
I'm already gone
And I'm up in the city
Bad boy for life, feelin' like
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
of anything evil committed by him
The wife of the governor said, Now the truth is clear to all
It was I who sought to seduce him, and he is surely
all peace like a river to my soul.
And I want to cross (I want to cross)
That chilly Jordan (chilly Jordan),
And I want to be more and more like Jesus
That's the plan
To fuck ya mans
I know he play games
Cuz we play PlayStation
And I know you heard me say this
Once or twice
Fuck you by surprise
Cum in
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
the rap, the brother got the rap
The born loser, not because I choose to be
But because all the bad shit happens to me
I got kids, but their mothers
Feeling so cozy
Feel like Rimuru cause you know he be op
Shion Shuna baddies know that they lowkey
There go Gobta and goblins
Smoking that blackwood we got
an honest life, 'till prohibition times
Where he earned the name Mad Dog, I never knew why
His still up in Blackwood, was known all around
Especially by
get it tangled
Cuz a nigga so blackwood I know all the angles
Hawkeyes on the green when I pack up my cheese
Now I roar wit the lions I guess thats Mike
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
feet under roses
Hear what I'm sayin' I need all my bread
And dat little pussio yute Kyle dead
Cah couple months back he put hands on my sis
And I
a fuck
That same mentality that told my brother not to duck
In actuality it's a trip how we trip off of colors
I wonder if I'll ever discover
A passion
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
draws and then I zoomed outta there
'cause I got my laws, I'ma stay strong to myself
And I thought about y'all, that's why I ball by myself
I don't need
That shit i need y'all to
Be quiet while he's rappin' let's get
It hold it down hold
It down! Hold it down let's get
It Cass' hold it down everybody
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
with right now
It flipped my whole life upside down
I don't want your help
I don't need your sympathy, no
What can a brother do for me?
(See he can you
with right now
It flipped my whole life upside down
I don't want your help
I don't need your sympathy, no
What can a brother do for me?
(See he can you
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin' (by)
That's why I'm with you to this day, boo, no frontin'
Even when the skies
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