Lyrics:
Ooh, yeah
Reach out and touch faith
Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Start off like mama i love you
Your son was always in trouble
You know we came from the struggle
That taught me How to be humble
nazo
I'm making money for the team
I'm Martin Luther with the dream and well
I do this shit by any means
Intwan' iblind ipheth' iplan
Ezobulala konke
(And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life)
Yeah, turn me up Cruz (Oh lord)
Bombin' on any of them niggas that want the smoke (Woo)
It's a different game when you play with me with no cheat code, man
Fuck it, Ashton Martin, chillin' with the martin thought I'd relocate
Texting
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
my only options make a play or punt it
Greg And Teezy get whatever
There when no one wasn't
My Grower Steve Martin
Got Shit cheaper by the dozen
Fell
to catchin' a Wraith
Banana boy, up in my Bape
I'm tryna catch me an eighth
They tryna touch on my safe
I cannot barely can sleep
I gotta lay with my peeps
the cold weather
Clips for the berretta laying by my umbrella
Shit, I'm down for whatever!
Nowadays, snipers got you in scope
Just ask Lee Harvey Oswald in
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
That's the girls, man, they playing double dutch (double dutch)
And that's my man he rolling up a dutch (up a dutch)
And that's me man I am playing
boom boom Nickie Minaj
Whine for me I getti money
Miracle body
Tes ti money ooo
Omoge na your matter dem Dey talk
One by one all the boys wanna touch
Cos
baby, Can U Handle It
Post up, pour another, roll up
We about to go up, and glow up, I'm sho nuff
I just got them hoes fucked by me, that's what they ask
kill me
I represent
These is parables telling you how it is
Sacrificing my every comfort to give
Malcolm, Martin, Jesus was murdered for
Doing this
Live
pussy, got the lil' nigga fasting (Lesh')
Him say, "Ay, likkle miss," call me likkle darling (mhm)
They say she bangs it nuh Ricky Martin (uh)
Yeah,
me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
spaceship at full throttle
This that stardust play with sunlight
This that Kel Tec carbine with no gun license
This that nigga make you laugh like
Martin
as real as they come
The sky ain't enough, so I shoot for the sun
Banyan tree baby I came from the slums
E and J nights, me and Martin went dumb
Fuck all
I'm on a Russ Parr thus far, to us stars
This is just us rock, use a nigga guts for the guitars (Put it on)
They getting bodied by an old nigga
Tell
Suicide bomb thoughts in the side of my head
I dream the day that they put the flag in front of my face
For the pledge of me
I guess that's why I'm Martin
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