Lyrics:
It's not by power
But your grace, Baba
This day go favour me O
This day go favour me, O
This week go favour me O
This week go favour me, O
This month go
care
Is it strange that I am scared
Will I fight
Or will I fail
What’ll happen if I’ll be there
Only one more month of college after years of struggling
starry nights
In September school begins
October we dress up
November's known for Thanksgiving
December, gifts of love
Months of the year
Let's sing
singing a love song
If you were a cappuccino, I could order you up son
Give me oh, hey
Give me one last two last three and hey
Been seven months since I was
all this gas
My bro just told me the other day
Don't let go of that gas
I just hit my bed for the first time in a month
Hit my bed for the first time in
I got bills every month (month)
Oh yeah, I'm doing good, but I'm prepared for the worst (worst)
All I do is stunt (stunt), stunt (stunt), stunt
I got bills every month (month)
Oh yeah, I'm doing good, but I'm prepared for the worst (worst)
All I do is stunt (stunt), stunt (stunt), stunt
Angelou oh Angelou oh oh Angelou Angelou
Oh Angelou oh Angelou oh my Angelou
In the month of May in the month of May
In the city of Paris in
Guess, what I've did in the past few months?
Guess, what I've been through in the past few months? (like)
Guess, what I've did in the past few
sell another brick again 'til I learn sign language (ah)
On the first of the month, I started with a fresh half
Then gave all my fiends rides to get
tree
The fifth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me
Five months of bills
Sending Christmas cards
Hangovers
Rigging up the lights
That's me, that's me, employee of the month
That's me
(That's me)
That's me
(That's me)
Employee of the month
Although some might say that working hard's
Oh Angelou, Angelou oh my Angelou
In the month of May in the city of Paris
In the month of May in the city of Paris
And I heard the bells ringing
oh, my Angeliou
Oh, Angeliou, Angeliou, oh, my Angeliou
In the month of May
In the city of Paris
In the month of May
In the city of Paris
And I heard
We'll be going home
Count the years
Count the years as months
Count the years as months
Count the months,
Count the months as weeks
Count
Yeah, some men spend all their money on gamblin'
Baby, in good time
Oh, but why should I worry
When I do what I wanna do with mine
It take me six months
Yeah, some men spend all their money on gamblin'
Baby, in good time
Oh, but why should I worry
When I do what I wanna do with mine
It take me six months
They must wanna keep me
'cause 4 months passed, i'm still alive
Guess I got what they call
Ill Will to survive when I look hard
The lights is killing my
[Nas]
I shot my way out my mom dukes
I shot my way out my mom dukes
They must want to keep me, cause 4 months past and I'm still alive
Guess I got
Ain't been in Miami in months (Woo)
Ain't drove the Bugatti in months (Yeah, c'mon)
Let's hit Fingalicking for lunch (What up, Khaled)
South
months
Alone, alone
A month is a calendar
A year can be a decade spent
Alone
He knows "hello" in eighteen languages
"I love you" in only one
Wake up, wake up
Nigga, it's the first of the month
Pay up, pay up
Buying all the drugs that you want
Wake up, wake up
Nigga, it's the first
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)
On mami, (uh) this nigga 4X got rich in six months, you heard? (Huh, no cap)
It's gotta be that Billion Dollar Baby Shit,
this all the time, huh
I do whatever I want, huh, I do whatever I want, yeah (what)
'Bout to go back to back, bitch, album like every damn month (yes)
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