Lyrics:
loved
It's like keeping a broken record on repeat
When it's something you've heard your whole life
You believe that all songs move to this beat
And so,
follow
When I was lost in the world
I didn't know where to go
I gave my life to Christ Cause I knew there was Hope
I went under that water I was born again
all this money feeling like a fucking boss
On the journey to become a boss
I had made this money
Sit right there and count it up
Surrounded by these
always there to keep him sane
Life is good the world is yours and you can conquer everything
Becuz Imma
push on
To be
The mf greatest
Word an dick game on point while y'all still ducking basic
Momma told me life's what you make of it
Told her
know sometimes I don't give myself enough credit because
I really starting to see that nobody really got a rule book or
Instructions on how to live your
followed white horses
Now they ride by mountains
And nest in a cozy home
Maybe God kept them there to welcome wandering souls
Children, do you see
Dream, I just been dreamin' bout ice, I want a way better life
Come through the night, trackhawk sound nice, I'm bout to drift to the right
I got
I thought just for a second
I could have some life injected
Picture me on open highway
Driving through the night ‘til the day
I'll be back onto your
from here
But now I think we need to talk
Sit right in front of me
The dream we had has come to an end
I would destroy my own life
To consume your
Instead of this ragged concoction of thread
But may you be moved by its desperate beauty
To give us new life, for we'd rather be dead
Then live in
in the east
Champagne haffi pop
On Mondays in case Friday flops
We celebrate life non-stop
Cah we made it off the block
And Bizzle got the Rolls
talkin' about... damn... say some words that I... I got so much shit
Bronson: ...in the street life...
Guy:
I'm lookin' for this lady
She's special
We dont admit it but we never seen eye to eye
My hobby's moaning and yours is making money
It's always a shock when old friends pass by
But with
a little better aim I'd been in there for my life
So you see, broke won't take much getting used to
Neither will a barb wire jail house wall
Watch what
we been drugged down
I'm your host now, who's the boss? Niggas get lost and broke down
Crossed with golden crowns, then you hear me more than now
talkin' about... damn... say some words that I... I got so much shit
Bronson: ...in the street life...
Guy:
I'm lookin' for this lady
She's special to me
Like we say we do
Not just empty words
For a week or two
Make the world
Your priority
Try to live your life
Ecologically
Play a part
In a greater
friends
Because I don't even care who else is there
If dancing is your legs laughing,
Choking is your throat heckling,
Cement grapes are falling
to forgive, set free the bones
Touch with your flesh, take off the rubber gloves
Love like your life depends on it
Because it does
[Chorus]
world, understand I'm not in your world
If I thought just for a second, I could have some life injected
Picture me on open highway, driving through
that all you're searching for
Means nothing at all
With no one by your side
What kind of fool are you?
When all you want is everything
What kind of fool
nowhere (this is going nowhere)
Nothing left for us to share
(there's nothing left for us to share)
This is going nowhere nowhere, nowhere
spiders mend their webs
When ghosts ride up from the salty sprays
I will enter your lines of grace and read to you,
Read to you
This beautiful life
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