Lyrics:
Fallen in the middle
No friends on either side though
Please pluck me from these bodies
No, I don't deserve it
This prayer may be my last breath
But God do
I'm be honest
I know soon I'll be able to multiply
And be ballin'
Wilson, Air Jordan, Nike, Spaulding
Shootin' all my shots with ease
Im Kyrie
I'm
the time to die
Then he would come and go like this
Underneath a painted sky
She woke up and called him "Charlie" by mistake
And then in shame began
hear that?
Did I come through clear?
Did you hear that?
Are my prayers the kinda ones you hear?
My mama lied, when she said she you right by my side
never get the best of me
Don't believe in fate or destiny
Kuz choice is the determining factor in my legacy
Put my faith in ambition, why I never sleep
I hear the trumpet roaring
My jaw line drop
Yeah this is the calling
Not the phone on a line
Not a song as a ringtone
Closing times
Yeah we're near
tell him to work for God only
And quit his day job (motherfuck the bullshit)
Radio never play ours
This revolution ain't televised with prayer
Aye fuck a nigga keep this blicky on my side
Ain't bout to tussle with em
Taking care another nigga kids I feel like Russel Wilson
And bro say all he
God in all this mess?
Well, see that's the reason for the song
See, wherever you go there's one thing ya got to know
God, is right there by your side
showtime
Never asked for much when I sat down and say my prayers
All I ever, ever wanted was to be amazing (Ryan!)
Is that Ryan? Is it always good
out of prison at midnight
Let my tears be the prayer to you at night
This is a song for you sung at night
A melody formed by my heart's deepest cries
Who lives in a world like this, transmitting in the emptiness when all hope is long gone?
You've no faith in anyone.
But she came in the name
This kind talk I no wan dey hear more yeah
We getting money daily
We hustle hustle getting money daily
Say momma prayer just dey save me
Awon popo wan
proud
People be coping by smoking and hoping that there is a light at the end of the crowd
I got to make it to show all my buddies that they can be
my boys from 22
Chef Jeff and Tim
With Modelos in the room
At the country club
Is where you'll find me now
How'd I get so lucky
Don't even know how
Got
the plug cuz I'm disconnected from this reality
Fallacy got behind fuck it I'm out of breath
What is been bothering honestly keep my sanity stable
Not able
So glad I made it this far by faith yeah, There been times I strayed away
Trying to do things my own way And that's when I realized my life began
Bless me father I have sinned
Bless me if you may
By the power of Jesus Christ
You come to me this day
I am just a middle farmer's boy
Jim Wilson is
on my couch
Until i'm passin out
Or until I foam at the mouth
Like a rabid squirrel after I hurl
And now everything is spinning
Is this what charlie sheen
to foes
Love, Love is Leaving
Charlie:
"Love is Leaving home when you need
Things shown to you by feeling pain alone
One short moment
Shines and brings
Feel of me if I'm cold there's a shovel in the car to dig the hole
No I don't expect this last favor for nothing cause you're a busy man my friend
So
name i pray (yeah)
I'm going to Pentecostal
I'm tryna paint the house (ye)
Riding on a bicycle but now we on a whip
This shit is turn by turn
I told my
Been in the trenches
They shitted in me now this is my vengeance
I really was stranded back in the days mess feeling abandoned
No money for pocket
Now you say you keep saying us
Who do you think you
Are, huh?, I in all honesty
Must acknowledge my Father, my
Father is not a human father
My Father
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