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By Christmas you'll be in his arms, don't mind
That's unless we get this one chance
So please, take a moment
And give yourself a chance

So please,

bouncing ball
Are list'ning to the tales of mother Hubbard
But the fairy lights are dark on the Christmas tree as restlessly
I stand here forgotten and alone

or treating, but you don't see no pumpkins

It's Ray Cheesy, sugar is my season
All I want for Christmas is some cookies
Feed me, I just need some candy, no

the magic in December
Seems to bring them back to life
For a moment they're all with me, by my side

I'm pouring everybody a drink
But I'm holding back

for sale i had to grind
I got my family used to lobster tail
And if you brought enough cash
Then the shop for sale
This Glock for sale, take it all

to dance lil’ bit
Smoke my blunt while I write my wish
Do it make sense if a dream too big?
Life’s got trix for kids, shame datchu a bitch
I ain’t never whip

just wanna go home

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
For Christmas

I am not sending this seasonal greeting
To wish you peace, joy and happiness
I am finally defeating
My heart's unease
And trying to confess
If I had

gotta get up and grind
See I’ve been grinding mindin my own fucking business
Working so my kids don’t ever have a fucking wish list
Shopping bags daily

been telling y'all my
Dreams for minutes
No one paid attention
But I went and did it
I gave my life to some shit
I wasn't committed
Chasing them dollars

tricky every city is a wish list
Pretty pennies reign supreme gifts like it's Christmas
Un-rich kids get off kicks like "What is this?"
It's all a price

Christmas
My talent on Yo wish list and this life I live addicting
I get bags Off reminiscing almost ended In The kitchen
Already switched Positions Way

just wish I had more to make and pick from
Like the time you cut your braids
To the time we were at mom's house in a blizzard stuck for days

Shoutout to Phora
He's all I listened to growing up
I woke up Christmas Day it was six in the morning
Opening my last few presents so much love I

on your head 
isn't making you slick (slick)
My life is comedy show, I am sounded by actors and jokes 
I was child that people made fun of for not going

and christmas 
why narcissus on my wish list
I made these decisions 
to me I'm religious 
to you I'm narcissus 
call me egotistic
nah thats egotastic 
In this

or wrong
I remember all the days I wanted Crombie or some diesel
For Christmas I got a bean and bought shirts American eagle
Couldn't make a play, I really

climbing
Upgrade for myself good timing
Get caught in the field, don't know how you feel but you better be slinging that iron
No cap down bad I was crying
I

Christmas (Yea)
I need ya' savin' (Savin')
I been sayin' it (Yea)
Ain't nobody listenin' (Ain't nobody)
And yea, that's evident
I think I gotta bleed for you

God for your whole existence
Always kept it real, plus I peeped that you was so gifted (Gifted)
Ain't talking twenty-fifth of Christmas wish list

rubbers bust
You tell me don't make no fuss
Get preggo then it get worst
Spend money like it's Christmas
Everyday i wish i pray
You end up with a DJ
I

a list here to tell me how
Wish I'd begun in August
Instead I've gotta kick it up right now

Have to make it sparkle, yeah
It's gotta .......... sparkle

yeah this is a dead lift
That genie inside of the bottle do dirt for the devil they sent us a death wish

Just points on a checklist
It's looking like

niggas be hating
They bitches all love me I'm doing shit they wish they could
Glock 19 right by the true religion
I get the iron this not a nickel
I get