Lyrics:
be goin in
Praise all the time
Paul in the pen
Paul with the pen
Sin has no dominion
Run it again
Till I'm gonna finish
Running my race
Submit
Oh, I ain't seen a guy get the clout that quick
(I don't think I seen that shit)
Any motherfucker say he great right now, we could doubt that shit
You know you ain't shit without the one's you came up with
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You know what I'm talkin about, we gonna live
If it
Just placement.
Perfect timing and you gonna make it(gonna make it)
I hate it
can’t beg shit cos they’d stop to rate me
But somn certain
Pain is Pleasure
matter how old you get
The game ain't gonna let you go
There ain't no happy endings in the streets
RIP Steve
rendezvoused it'd be on the news
Pixel perfect pussy poppin', we ain't sellin' nudes
She could come under the covers and she bring can Ray too
Two CG chains
Shawty got drip
Like Gladys ‘n the Pips. (Oh)
This XD in my dip,
I ain’t fighting with shit. (Oh, oh)
Ride around 5%,
I can’t ride in a fish. (Oooh)
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
talkin' no bullshit
So many damn people are so damn full of it
Keyboard Money Mark, you know he ain't havin' it
Just give him some wood and he'll build you
fuckin'n-disgusting chapel
My revenge gonna happen
Overcome by the devils tackle
Tonight's pressure gonna make you break
I'll take my revenge
As the bite of the book's
girl I don't play around
Everything I ain't done yet I'm doing it
I'm having fun and you can't even ruin it
I can live my life by myself without you in
Hey wait I can claim the fact that I ain't rich
Or can't stuck in gang
I took off the cape n u faded, Imma' cocaine with no using cocaine
You live by
hand to the plow, it ain't no looking back!!
I'm walkin by faith, He told me Go and take His word all over the map,
Heal the sick, and feed the poor,
hand to the plow, it ain't no looking back!!
I'm walkin by faith, He told me Go and take His word all over the map,
Heal the sick, and feed the poor,
out of the sky, shake em off hoe!
Devon Paul
Verse1
Another day another dollar,
Sounds like another problem that I ain't gonna deal with,
I ain’t give
you know I see her
And she tryna dance, grab her by the hand she said she ain't got a man, hey
And I'm making castles in the sand rock out in
gotta get the codeine and I pour
My love is a serpent and the devil been taking control
I ain't never played by the rules
Up at late night sipping booze
I
freestyle burned your written
shit
Soon you'll be in denial, and you're not gonna recall
That I burned you, and I can tell by 21 you'll be bald
I'm off
If somebody's gotta pay
It's gonna be a hell of a day
Cuz ain't nobody getting away
Lay yo ass down or get slayed
Somebody gotta pay, guarantee it
at your kids
So what I sound remorse, the records I still peep guns on me
But the difference now is only Deserts
If I talk it's gonna be reckless, I'm
Look at that shit they took my fucking stage
Off of SNL without asking me now
I'm bummed that and Taylor Swift, fake ass
Now I ain't gonna do this
We
sorrow (Sorrow), Watch them tears gone follow
But the streets don't care Ain't shed a tear you forgotten by tomorrow (So For Real)
Chopper gone sing that's
heard of Floyd but y'all ain't heard of Timpa
I don't fear gettin shot by a cop
I fear my mind gettin brainwashed by a mob
I fear a right getting made
to rhyme,
Blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
'Cause money, money, money ain't shit to me,
But I gotta make a lot just to be free
[Chorus]
I'm
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