Lyrics:
knows you
Nigga's individual names
Y'all done stepped in some horse shit
I'll turn you horseshoe niggas to corpses
For a dollar and a snack I
Bet they
had lunch yet
I asked the Lord what's the price of my calling He told me pain and a whole lot of rain
If I trust and believe in his name Then my losses
it gets tough
I know that flesh will fail me
And you call me on my bluff
Jesus
Do not be deceived by the false charm of this world
Following my dreams
came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, I geed her
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
You know what this-
You know what this road name right here?
Mastic Drive
Mastic Drive? That's what I ga name this
"Mastic Drive Outro"
Lately I
each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm humbled when you take the time
To hear my life in
watchin', he just peekin' in
I know I made a promise that I'd never let the reaper in (Jesus)
But lately, I've been losin' all my deepest friends (Lord)
Just hustle by any means
Legit tho keep it clean
And feel the soul
My angels watching me
My angels talk to me
They tell me all the things I need to know
all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I got a partner in Nigeria, man he got the heaters
Trade you
In the car I'll kiss him later
He's a dream
He's so real
And I know how his mic feels
We speak in lyrics
He lifts my spirits
Each other's VIP
He's my
they judging on they standards or my limits?
Swinging from the chandelier, it's lower than the ceiling
I'm tryna keep my soul from demons but they always
Now I'm just a singer my name you won't know
But once I was famous the star of the show
Because of a scary unusual event
That happened by accident
The singer steps forward
He's not a tour-sung hero
He's not the embodiment of a soul brother
The unassuming troubadour
Sings to himself softly
in the spot and grabbed the beat by the pressure point
I got the voc' in touch
I tell my bitch I'ma, give up drinkin' when she give her emotions up
Too
from my Lord
And He has given me a good sustenance from Himself
Shall I pollute it by mixing it with unlawfully earned money
I do not wish unlike you
minutes g'ing you bitch
And I take your ass back to the crib (you know what time it is)
Lounging before SWAT raid, this motherfucker owe me money
And he
I'm kind of antisocial but I just turned back on my ringer
The phone rang it was my neighbor ten miles away he's a singer
He said I don't know what
Round, round, you're spinnin' round
Your life goes round and round
I got a reason to rap 'cause my God is King
Just like a gospel singer's got
man
But tonight I'm just the singer in the band
I've been around the world and all I've found's the same
Seems there ain't a woman don't know my name
knows my name, yeah
There once was a kid that lived by the lake
Wrote everything he thought down on a page
Nobody understands his state of mind
So he
Snitches can't speak my name till they get winded
Can't you tell there's been a switch made?
Now fellas decide that they wanna run and tell like in
He's the waving man he's the waving man
Waves 'em all the same he's the waving man
He's the waving man and he doesn't know
Anybody's name
Well I can
me (alright)
You know Weezy he the young son of Bubba-be (alright)
Buy my basketball shorts with a thunder be (oh)
If you want it then come to me
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