Lyrics:
bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where to go,
Woke up this morning
Satisfied this morning
You were laying by my side
Yeah
The cold air brings you closer
With your head on my shoulder
Heaven
sight I ever did see
You know I got them daytime blues
And I don't want that sun to shine
When I get back to my bedroom
I'm gonna stay up all damn night
you lame cause lame shit is cool to you
Screech ass nigga saved by the bell
Hood nigga eating on oodles and noodles
When I say 8 ball that like its pool
Flower gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine
Where has the time gone
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
there are
And every morning I just wanna see you staring back at me
'Cause I know that's a good place to start
I know people make promises all
Bad b wan tek it
Bruk it bruk it set it
Pyrex whipping
You know
We'll bless him bless him
Known for cheffing
Back to the streets
With no confession
bring Rich I want me some wealth
Play with me I send you up you get left
Ak47 sit by my lap
BP in the hood he know for getting money
BP was doing bad they
need you!
And when I woke up I was in her arms
I was saved by the grace of God!
And I'll bring back mom and dad
I'll do it
You say laws
I say screw it!
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't bring you back
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints
I lost you
own if it bring Austin back (everything to bring him back)
Had a plug on ice, might not be right
They said that water tapped (they said that water
that's shed
And bring back love and tenderness
Please God, won't you bless America
Please God, Bless America
Yes won't you please, please bless
America
For
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't bring you back
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints
I lost you
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Mac in the back
Strapped
That hoe hear my voice hit the button on repeat
Got the vvs on
And I know you can see these
Strapped on IG but let see it in 3d
at home with blistered feet
Soaking my dogs
With my gal smoking a Swisher Sweet
But before I could put my Nikes back on
I pulled to the curb by some blue
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
and rains that fall to bless and bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
moody
You might get cut like a scene in a movie
(Yea, yea, Yea) I swear my life like a movie
(Yea, yea, yea) don’t bring your girl around she choosy
(Yea,
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
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